CAPA/TRACKLIST

Letra : Not a Blood (no children)

Ooh (ayy), b*t*h (Real Murda Worth sh*t, ayy)
Who gon' shoot somethin'? We know you not (n***a), b*t*h (Ayy, we know you not)
Who is a Blood n***a? We know you not (B*t*h, ayy, uhh)
Who gon' shoot n***a? Phew (Uhh, ayy, real Murda Worth sh*t I'm talking 'bout)

Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not (We know you not, b*t*h), ok, uh (Ayy)
Who is a Blood? N***a, we know you not (We know you not)
Yeah, I be singing, but don't get it twisted, b*t*h, I used to trap off a hotspot (Trap off a hotspot)
Fan a** n***a, what, he want him a high five? (High five)
Said he was gang, now he think he a hotshot (Hotshot)
They letting you pa**, because you puttin' 'em on (Puttin' 'em on)
They be letting you pa**, you shoutin' 'em out (Shoutin' 'em out)
I be dropping my lo' when I'm out and about (Out and about)
F**k off the drum, I aim it at his house (His house)
I got some money, then moved out the H-town (Moved out to H-town)
Hit him with a drac', make the f**k n***a lay down (Lay down)
He hit in his face if b*t*h try to take mine (Take mine)
Kickin' sh*t, I'm in Africa like Akon (Akon)
Sippin' on Tris, b*t*h, I don't do Akorn (Akorn)
Pull off with his main b*t*h, she wanna make p*** (Make p***)
Bullet got his name on it, it's made for 'em (Made for 'em)
I'm in a brand new Bimmer, it's made for 'em (Made for 'em)
G19 make 'em run a whole track race (Whole track race)
Green tip bullet left him with a fat face (B*t*h)
I am the one that they hate, they won't catch me (Catch me)
I feel like Lil Jay, I ride with a XD
That lil' boy zesty, he uwu, XD
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not, you can't get next to me (B*t*h)
Huh, I think I might just go Cartier, who block I used to flex in? (B*t*h)
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not (We know, ayy, we know), ok, uh (Ayy)
Who is a Blood? N***a, we know you not (We know you not)
Yeah, I be singing, but don't get it twisted, b*t*h, I used to trap off a hotspot (Trap off a hotspot)
Fan a** n***a, what, he want him a high five? (High five)
Said he was gang, now he think he a hotshot (Hotshot)
They letting you pa**, because you puttin' 'em on (Puttin' 'em on)

That lil' boy zesty, he uwu-, a-ha-ha, oh sh*t! (You shoutin' 'em out, when I'm out and about)
That lil' boy zesty, he uwu, XD, a-ha-ha (Out his house, moved out to H-town)
(Make him lay down, b*t*h wanna take mine, Akon, Akorn)