No Chorus, Pt. 11 Lyrics by BlocBoy JB
[Intro]
Hah, Tay Keith “word”
Tika-tika-tika-tika-tika-Tay Keith “Tay Keith”
I just pulled up with a chopper “hah”, you got a three-eighty “word”
Leave a n—a fired if a n—a ever pay me “huh?”, hey
Tay Keith, f–k these n—-s up
Live, live, b—h I’m too live “word”
B—h I’m smoking big blunts “huh?”, y’all n—-s smoke two-five “that’s on my mama”
Two-fives, what’s a two-five to a three-five? “a three-five?”
Two guys, what’s a two guys to a three guys? “huh?”
[Verse]
Yeah b—h, this No Chorus, Pt. 11 “Part 11”
Draw down with the gun like it’s double-oh-seven “rrah, baow”
Twirl a n—a, no baton, but I’ll use it as a weapon “get back”
Worrisome b—h up on my line, don’t stomp the yard, b—h get to stepping “to stepping”
N—a playing, get jumped “get jumped”
Crank a n—a like the lumps “lumps”
Headshot him with the pump “rrah”
Now his brains gone “boom boom boom”
Ayy I’ll smack a n—a if he say my name wrong “say my name wrong”
I can’t trust these n—-s, they be singing, call ’em Trey Songz “yeah yeah yeah”
Ayy, do you want to take a ride with me? “a ride with me?”
All I mean, chopper on the side of me “raow raow raow raow”
Ayy I stand for the block, it’s like a tribe to me “word”
And I’ll never switch up ’cause that’s the pride in me “that’s on my mama”
Hey, all we do is rob
Catch an opp late night, bust him at his car “car”
‘Cause I caught him at the red light “the red light”
Ayy come hit the headlight “the headlight”
Them n—-s they scared, right? “they scared”
Fell in love with the forty, we some newlyweds right? “yeah we married”
Aw, no, they don’t get it though “no no”
On my Chris Brown s–t, my money stacking wall to wall “wall to wall”
When I went to school, made the team, but I ain’t play the ball “never played it”
Man I act a fool with them things, I up and spray at y’all “boom”
BlocBoy be the f—–g player “player”
If you with me, put your f—–g hands in the air “in the air”
I’ma shock the world but I ain’t ever use a taser “use a taser”
You was the V, now you’re G, boy you traitor “twist up, ayy”
I’ma pull off in the ‘Vette “skrrt, skrrt”
My n—a my left hand, but he on the right with the TEC “skrrt”
Dump at your car, leave it wet “huh?”
You was so scared that you f—-d around and had a wreck
BlocBoy the preacher, you blessed “blessed”
I was in school with the work in my desk “the desk”
I had the tabs and the perc for the less “what you want?”
Sell me too much then your a-s will get stretched “I need all that”
Get down, yeah you know the MO “the MO”
My money long like a limo “limo”, your s–t short like demos “huh”
My pockets fat like a hippo, forty on my hip though “yeah yeah yeah”
Hit the club, shot six fours, no lie it was lit though “lit, lit, lit”
Ayy, yeah it’s time for everybody to rock with me “rock with me”
If you think that you gon’ kill me, you gon’ lay down and drop with me “die ho”
Saying BlocBoy is a ho, that’s like saying the cops with me “the cops with me”
Twenty-five for a bow, ayy lil n—a come shop with me “shop with me”
Get your money up “b—h”
We don’t do no leg shots, we shoot the stomach up “the stomach up”
And we gon’ bend your b—h down until her tummy tuck “until her tummy tuck”
Cuz put the tommy up “put that down cuz”
We Bloc Nation, everybody know we keep them guns with us “duh”
[Outro]
F–k wrong with y’all n—-s?
Y’all n—-s stupid
Ayy, f–k that, ayy Lil Lee, come finish these n—-s off Lil Lee, ayy
Yeah, ayy man, say man, yeah man
Every time Tay Keith get on this m———-r he gon’ f–k ’em up again and again man
And Bloc gon’ keep making play after play man
And if you hating, suck it easy b—h, f–k you talking ’bout?
Yeah man, Glock Nation, Bloc Nation
If you hating get the Glock Nation, b—h, haha
Worry, haha
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