"Big Blood" lyrics
J4 Krazy & Jdot Breezy Lyrics
[Intro:]
(Phew, Phew, Phew phew)
Glock, SRT on every Glock
What we on bro
Ion know what you on 4
Shit, we on sum 6k shit, that's all I know
[J4 Krazy:]
They were never on the block, we was slidin' by
Wanna wait till we leave the city, poppin' out
Just send me a low, I'm rockin' out
Nigga know [?] make Glocks hot
If we up on the score let's talk about it
Got a fourty round mag in this AR now
So I wish a nigga would try to stomp me out
You ain't even got a body tryna hang around
Tell me why they fuck niggas so gangsta now
Guess all that clout worth staking out
Them .556 don't play around, ill leave nigga brains just hangin' out
Got a bitch at yo door tryna get in yo house, walk through the threshold, we gon' blow you down
Ain't no rolling on the floor, I'll shoot at the ground
I'll tie yo ass up, keep running yo mouth
Imma evil ass nigga, toting plenty guns, my evil ass twin keep droppin' funds
Twenty racks on your cap, you fuckin' done
I'm a real ass wolf, like to fuckin' hunt
I be in my bag, I love to stunt
This green flag shit, big blood or sum
You related to the opps, come fuck or sum
This a hellcat, what you gon' duck or sum?
I love to have to put a nigga up or sum
My opps so broke, they love to lack
Call me a yes man, I love to clap
I'm a real deal vet, no fuckin' bap
These fan ass niggas ain't blowin' stick, these pussy ass niggas just love to rap
Niggas speaking on bro, got my heart so cold, gotta choppa finna take a nigga off the map
Sell dope that's bool, nigga ain't shit cool, we gon' catch a nigga walkin up out the trap
This rap money got my pockets fat
It's a fat nigga head, finna earn his stat
Nigga love them shots, why they call em crack
Ridin' round in my city try a make a pack
Glock 30, with a 30 left nigga ass hurtin', nigga seen me shootin' then ran and left
[Jdot Breezy:]
Ay, big drac' leave a nigga ass stank, fat wood 35 this dank
I was in the trap cuttin' up them pies, got rap money now take twenty out the bank
Get shot in yo face, better watch what you say
Won't spare nun' nigga, you'll be a new case
I'm a thug to the end, give a fuck what they say
Big blood, red flag, they gon' shoot when I say
I just want more bodies that's it
Better move right, last nigga got hit, nigga felt that blick
Got thirty in this stick, Steph Curry with a switch, run down don't miss
Nigga talk that shit, but I made that list, put a bag on yo head they gon' get you jit
Got a problem with a opp, imma get that fixed, I ain't lovin' no bop, all these hoes suck dick, uh
I just popped two X, fuck nigga don't ask where my ku at
R double U we shoot, we'll do that, we one hit shh, fuck nigga you knew that
Fuck nigga tried to silde but he got his cap blew back
Take one of mine, we gon' come and get a new hat
We just go a new lo', let's slide, got a new gat
They ain't never at outside, fuck nigga where yo crew at?
(Phew, Phew, Phew phew)
Glock, SRT on every Glock
What we on bro
Ion know what you on 4
Shit, we on sum 6k shit, that's all I know
[J4 Krazy:]
They were never on the block, we was slidin' by
Wanna wait till we leave the city, poppin' out
Just send me a low, I'm rockin' out
Nigga know [?] make Glocks hot
If we up on the score let's talk about it
Got a fourty round mag in this AR now
So I wish a nigga would try to stomp me out
You ain't even got a body tryna hang around
Tell me why they fuck niggas so gangsta now
Guess all that clout worth staking out
Them .556 don't play around, ill leave nigga brains just hangin' out
Got a bitch at yo door tryna get in yo house, walk through the threshold, we gon' blow you down
Ain't no rolling on the floor, I'll shoot at the ground
I'll tie yo ass up, keep running yo mouth
Imma evil ass nigga, toting plenty guns, my evil ass twin keep droppin' funds
Twenty racks on your cap, you fuckin' done
I'm a real ass wolf, like to fuckin' hunt
I be in my bag, I love to stunt
This green flag shit, big blood or sum
You related to the opps, come fuck or sum
This a hellcat, what you gon' duck or sum?
I love to have to put a nigga up or sum
My opps so broke, they love to lack
Call me a yes man, I love to clap
I'm a real deal vet, no fuckin' bap
These fan ass niggas ain't blowin' stick, these pussy ass niggas just love to rap
Niggas speaking on bro, got my heart so cold, gotta choppa finna take a nigga off the map
Sell dope that's bool, nigga ain't shit cool, we gon' catch a nigga walkin up out the trap
This rap money got my pockets fat
It's a fat nigga head, finna earn his stat
Nigga love them shots, why they call em crack
Ridin' round in my city try a make a pack
Glock 30, with a 30 left nigga ass hurtin', nigga seen me shootin' then ran and left
[Jdot Breezy:]
Ay, big drac' leave a nigga ass stank, fat wood 35 this dank
I was in the trap cuttin' up them pies, got rap money now take twenty out the bank
Get shot in yo face, better watch what you say
Won't spare nun' nigga, you'll be a new case
I'm a thug to the end, give a fuck what they say
Big blood, red flag, they gon' shoot when I say
I just want more bodies that's it
Better move right, last nigga got hit, nigga felt that blick
Got thirty in this stick, Steph Curry with a switch, run down don't miss
Nigga talk that shit, but I made that list, put a bag on yo head they gon' get you jit
Got a problem with a opp, imma get that fixed, I ain't lovin' no bop, all these hoes suck dick, uh
I just popped two X, fuck nigga don't ask where my ku at
R double U we shoot, we'll do that, we one hit shh, fuck nigga you knew that
Fuck nigga tried to silde but he got his cap blew back
Take one of mine, we gon' come and get a new hat
We just go a new lo', let's slide, got a new gat
They ain't never at outside, fuck nigga where yo crew at?
