no questions - blocboy jb lyrics
[intro]
hah, hah
word, word word
yeah
they ask me all these questions, you know i ain’t answer sh-t, b-tch
check this out man
one thing ’bout me, you heard me
hah
[verse 1]
one thing ’bout me, i been ’bout a dollar bill
put some money on your head, yeah the dollar k!ll
shot a n-gga ’till he dead, i got hundred sk!ll
love the blue hundreds, them my f-ckin’ favorite dollar bill
n-gga played yesterday, almost got k!lled
cuz told me don’t do it
he standin’ there stupid, loc think ’bout your music
your organization, the sh-t that you doin’
so i thought to myself, my flag stay to the left
trojan, b-tch i’m strapped to the death
logan, purple red gang in myself
if you dissin’ you rather off hangin’ yourself
these n-ggas not authentic (no)
i came from the water with sharks in it (word)
b-tch i’m on point like a dart with it (yeah)
my car full of gas like a fart in it, for real (that’s on my mama)
these n-ggas are n0bodies
back to teh basics, faded up like yo gotti
say you k!ller, caught no bodies
n-gga talk around me, hit three out of four targets
get smoked like bob marley
headshot a n-gga ’til he dead and his heart stoppin’
yeah the feds found four bodies
cracker -ss b-tch, like i said i don’t know ’bout it (that’s on my mama)
[chorus]
where was you at on the twenty-second?
nah, can’t answer no questions (no questions)
have you ever seen this smith & wesson?
nah, do you want to sell it? (how much?)
i was locked up in my celly (word)
murder for hire, no snitchin’ or tellin’ (word)
i got no calls or no type of mailin’ (word)
tell me where you was at when i was jailing (word word word word)
where was you at on the twenty-second? (huh?)
nah, can’t answer no questions (can’t answer)
have you ever seen this smith & wesson?
nah, do you want to sell it? (i want it)
i was locked up in my celly (woo)
murder for hire, no snitchin’ or tellin’ (woo)
i got no calls or no type of mailin’ (word)
tell me where you was at when i was jailing (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
[verse 2]
listen up boys, i’ma tell you how to do it
smack a f-ck n-gga if he ever acting foolish
f-ckin’ on your b-tch, probably shoot a f-ckin’ movie
the way she k!ll [?] you would think she was jewish
shouts out to my f-ckin’ jeweler
got me iced out, ain’t n0body cooler
send my homeboys just to do you
y’all f-ck around like the turtles in the sewer
b-tch i’m the sh-t like cow manure
i’m shootin’ sh-t like rodney brewer
you talkin’ sh-t, i’m runnin’ to you
i call a hit, let the fonz do you
f-ck on a b-tch just to ice out my wrist
aob, yeah it’s all off a b-tch
p-ss her to cuz, i call that -ssist
shoot a n-gga ’til he swish
[chorus]
where was you at on the twenty-second?
nah, can’t answer no questions (no questions)
have you ever seen this smith & wesson?
nah, do you want to sell it? (how much?)
i was locked up in my celly (word)
murder for hire, no snitchin’ or tellin’ (word)
i got no calls or no type of mailin’ (word)
tell me where you was at when i was jailing (word word word word)
where was you at on the twenty-second? (huh?)
nah, can’t answer no questions (can’t answer)
have you ever seen this smith & wesson?
nah, do you want to sell it? (i want it)
i was locked up in my celly (woo)
murder for hire, no snitchin’ or tellin’ (woo)
i got no calls or no type of mailin’ (word)
tell me where you was at when i was jailing (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
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