CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Blood & Crip
(Chorus)
Point that Draco to his noggin, squeeze
Pop 'em if you bout that life
That n***a tote Glocks in penitentiary
Same thing as a pocket Knife
Trap but we don't get indited
Knock your d**k up in the dirt
Wait for your brother dead, Put that b*t*h up on a shirt
I know n***as not bout gunplay
I'm focused we all gotta die one day
Red, blue bullet tips
My gun Blood and Crips
This a FN (what you do)
30 all my pistol
Don't you call me twin, Cause I wanna f**k your sista'
(Verse 1)
What the murder weapon was? Was a 38 ( what it is?)
Don't you call me bout no b*t*h, I got 38 (I go 38)
I be ballin' on this b*t*h like the NBA (Like the Nba)
I know I can leave this b*t*h now anyday
Cause a n***a might wanna do me something bad for what though
I don't know if it's Paper, Jealousy, a n***a donе hit his hoe (hit his hoe)
We don't givе n***as gap, We give 'em halos (halos)
Pull up trap house mmhh mmhh, Usain Bolt
Look at them, look at us
Them n***as drownin' we ain't in the same boat (No)
30 on a charm
Imma goat if i seen lil shawty my addy, It's gone bring her to a farm
Two-toned rolly, White gold rolly I was too alarmed ( I got Two Arms)
It's easy to say you love me
You say ashy we bout to get covers (cover for his weak ass)
I'm from where they rob they own brother
Any youngins steal from they mothers
Most died with they cuttas
We ain't shootin without a [?]
(Chorus)
Point that Draco to his noggin, squeeze
Pop 'em if you bout that life
That n***a tote Glocks in penitentiary
Same thing as a pocket Knife
Trap but we don't get indited
Knock your d**k up in the dirt
Wait for your brother dead, Put that b*t*h up on a shirt
I know n***as not bout gunplay
I'm focused we all gotta die one day
Red, blue bullet tips
My gun Blood and Crips
This a FN (what you do)
30 all my pistol
Don't you call me twin, Cause I wanna f**k your sista'
(Verse 2)
Blue rag, Red rag, Black flag, Ski mask
Lay em down
n***a came through bussin' we had to air it out (had to air it)
His momma hate 'em poppin percocet and hide his guns
His n***as love 'em, so for them he always down to ride
The opps love Kel Tecs, I wonder why I ain't killed yet
The opps tote yopsticks, why my blood ain't got mopped yet
8 in belly so I coulda bought a pair amiris
Free Lil duke he finna touch down like hail mary
Glock ain't got no safety b*t*h I'm Eric Berry
This b*t*h a Jalen Ramsey
Got the drop on him like, I just got booked for a show
Woke up scratch a name out my list like I'm Derrick Rose
(Chorus)
Point that Draco to his noggin, squeeze
Pop 'em if you bout that life
That n***a tote Glocks in penitentiary
Same thing as a pocket Knife
Trap but we don't get indited
Knock your d**k up in the dirt
Wait for your brother dead, Put that b*t*h up on a shirt
I know n***as not bout gunplay
I'm focused we all gotta die one day
Red, blue bullet tips
My gun Blood and Crips
This a FN (what you do)
30 all my pistol
Don't you call me twin, Cause I wanna f**k your sista'
Point that Draco to his noggin, squeeze
Pop 'em if you bout that life
That n***a tote Glocks in penitentiary
Same thing as a pocket Knife
Trap but we don't get indited
Knock your d**k up in the dirt
Wait for your brother dead, Put that b*t*h up on a shirt
I know n***as not bout gunplay
I'm focused we all gotta die one day
Red, blue bullet tips
My gun Blood and Crips
This a FN (what you do)
30 all my pistol
Don't you call me twin, Cause I wanna f**k your sista'
(Verse 1)
What the murder weapon was? Was a 38 ( what it is?)
Don't you call me bout no b*t*h, I got 38 (I go 38)
I be ballin' on this b*t*h like the NBA (Like the Nba)
I know I can leave this b*t*h now anyday
Cause a n***a might wanna do me something bad for what though
I don't know if it's Paper, Jealousy, a n***a donе hit his hoe (hit his hoe)
We don't givе n***as gap, We give 'em halos (halos)
Pull up trap house mmhh mmhh, Usain Bolt
Look at them, look at us
Them n***as drownin' we ain't in the same boat (No)
30 on a charm
Imma goat if i seen lil shawty my addy, It's gone bring her to a farm
Two-toned rolly, White gold rolly I was too alarmed ( I got Two Arms)
It's easy to say you love me
You say ashy we bout to get covers (cover for his weak ass)
I'm from where they rob they own brother
Any youngins steal from they mothers
Most died with they cuttas
We ain't shootin without a [?]
(Chorus)
Point that Draco to his noggin, squeeze
Pop 'em if you bout that life
That n***a tote Glocks in penitentiary
Same thing as a pocket Knife
Trap but we don't get indited
Knock your d**k up in the dirt
Wait for your brother dead, Put that b*t*h up on a shirt
I know n***as not bout gunplay
I'm focused we all gotta die one day
Red, blue bullet tips
My gun Blood and Crips
This a FN (what you do)
30 all my pistol
Don't you call me twin, Cause I wanna f**k your sista'
(Verse 2)
Blue rag, Red rag, Black flag, Ski mask
Lay em down
n***a came through bussin' we had to air it out (had to air it)
His momma hate 'em poppin percocet and hide his guns
His n***as love 'em, so for them he always down to ride
The opps love Kel Tecs, I wonder why I ain't killed yet
The opps tote yopsticks, why my blood ain't got mopped yet
8 in belly so I coulda bought a pair amiris
Free Lil duke he finna touch down like hail mary
Glock ain't got no safety b*t*h I'm Eric Berry
This b*t*h a Jalen Ramsey
Got the drop on him like, I just got booked for a show
Woke up scratch a name out my list like I'm Derrick Rose
(Chorus)
Point that Draco to his noggin, squeeze
Pop 'em if you bout that life
That n***a tote Glocks in penitentiary
Same thing as a pocket Knife
Trap but we don't get indited
Knock your d**k up in the dirt
Wait for your brother dead, Put that b*t*h up on a shirt
I know n***as not bout gunplay
I'm focused we all gotta die one day
Red, blue bullet tips
My gun Blood and Crips
This a FN (what you do)
30 all my pistol
Don't you call me twin, Cause I wanna f**k your sista'
