Ooh (ayy) , bitch (Real Murda Worth shit, ayy)
Who gon' shoot somethin'? We know you not
(nigga) , bitch (Ayy, we know you not)
Who is a Blood nigga? We know you not
(Bitch, ayy, uhh)
Who gon' shoot nigga? Phew (Uhh, ayy
Real Murda Worth shit I'm talking 'bout)
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not
(We know you not, bitch) , ok, uh (Ayy)
Who is a Blood? Nigga, we know you not
(We know you not)
Yeah, I be singing, but don't
Get it twisted, bitch
I used to trap off a hotspot
(Trap off a hotspot)
Fan ass nigga, what, he want him a high five?
(High five)
Said he was gang, now he think he a hotshot
(Hotshot) they letting you pass
Because you puttin' 'em on
(Puttin' 'em on) they be letting you pass
You shoutin' 'em out (Shoutin' 'em out)
I be dropping my lo' when I'm out and about
(Out and about)
F*ck 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*ck nigga lay down (Lay down)
He hit in his face if bitch try to take mine
(Take mine)
Kickin' shit, I'm in Africa like Akon
(Akon)
Sippin' on Tris, bitch, I don't do Akorn
(Akorn) pull off with his main bitch
She wanna make porn (Make porn)
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
(Bitch) 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 (Bitch)
Huh, I think I might just go Cartier
Who block I used to flex in? (Bitch)
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not
(We know, ayy, we know) , ok, uh (Ayy)
Who is a Blood? Nigga, we know you not
(We know you not)
Yeah, I be singing, but don't
Get it twisted, bitch
I used to trap off a hotspot
(Trap off a hotspot)
Fan ass nigga, what, he want him a high five?
(High five)
Said he was gang, now he think he a hotshot
(Hotshot) they letting you pass
Because you puttin' 'em on
(Puttin' 'em on)
That lil' boy zesty, he uwu-, a ha ha
Oh shit! (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, bitch
Wanna take mine, Akon, akorn)
Jace! - Not a Blood [no children] Lyrics
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Ooh (ayy) , bitch (Real Murda Worth shit, ayy)
Who gon' shoot somethin'? We know you not
(nigga) , bitch (Ayy, we know you not)
Who is a Blood nigga? We know you not
(Bitch, ayy, uhh)
Who gon' shoot nigga? Phew (Uhh, ayy
Real Murda Worth shit I'm talking 'bout)
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not
(We know you not, bitch) , ok, uh (Ayy)
Who is a Blood? Nigga, we know you not
(We know you not)
Yeah, I be singing, but don't
Get it twisted, bitch
I used to trap off a hotspot
(Trap off a hotspot)
Fan ass nigga, what, he want him a high five?
(High five)
Said he was gang, now he think he a hotshot
(Hotshot) they letting you pass
Because you puttin' 'em on
(Puttin' 'em on) they be letting you pass
You shoutin' 'em out (Shoutin' 'em out)
I be dropping my lo' when I'm out and about
(Out and about)
F*ck 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*ck nigga lay down (Lay down)
He hit in his face if bitch try to take mine
(Take mine)
Kickin' shit, I'm in Africa like Akon
(Akon)
Sippin' on Tris, bitch, I don't do Akorn
(Akorn) pull off with his main bitch
She wanna make porn (Make porn)
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
(Bitch) 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 (Bitch)
Huh, I think I might just go Cartier
Who block I used to flex in? (Bitch)
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not
(We know, ayy, we know) , ok, uh (Ayy)
Who is a Blood? Nigga, we know you not
(We know you not)
Yeah, I be singing, but don't
Get it twisted, bitch
I used to trap off a hotspot
(Trap off a hotspot)
Fan ass nigga, what, he want him a high five?
(High five)
Said he was gang, now he think he a hotshot
(Hotshot) they letting you pass
Because you puttin' 'em on
(Puttin' 'em on)
That lil' boy zesty, he uwu-, a ha ha
Oh shit! (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, bitch
Wanna take mine, Akon, akorn)
Who gon' shoot somethin'? We know you not
(nigga) , bitch (Ayy, we know you not)
Who is a Blood nigga? We know you not
(Bitch, ayy, uhh)
Who gon' shoot nigga? Phew (Uhh, ayy
Real Murda Worth shit I'm talking 'bout)
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not
(We know you not, bitch) , ok, uh (Ayy)
Who is a Blood? Nigga, we know you not
(We know you not)
Yeah, I be singing, but don't
Get it twisted, bitch
I used to trap off a hotspot
(Trap off a hotspot)
Fan ass nigga, what, he want him a high five?
(High five)
Said he was gang, now he think he a hotshot
(Hotshot) they letting you pass
Because you puttin' 'em on
(Puttin' 'em on) they be letting you pass
You shoutin' 'em out (Shoutin' 'em out)
I be dropping my lo' when I'm out and about
(Out and about)
F*ck 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*ck nigga lay down (Lay down)
He hit in his face if bitch try to take mine
(Take mine)
Kickin' shit, I'm in Africa like Akon
(Akon)
Sippin' on Tris, bitch, I don't do Akorn
(Akorn) pull off with his main bitch
She wanna make porn (Make porn)
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
(Bitch) 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 (Bitch)
Huh, I think I might just go Cartier
Who block I used to flex in? (Bitch)
Who gon' shoot somethin', we know you not
(We know, ayy, we know) , ok, uh (Ayy)
Who is a Blood? Nigga, we know you not
(We know you not)
Yeah, I be singing, but don't
Get it twisted, bitch
I used to trap off a hotspot
(Trap off a hotspot)
Fan ass nigga, what, he want him a high five?
(High five)
Said he was gang, now he think he a hotshot
(Hotshot) they letting you pass
Because you puttin' 'em on
(Puttin' 'em on)
That lil' boy zesty, he uwu-, a ha ha
Oh shit! (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, bitch
Wanna take mine, Akon, akorn)
Writer: JACE LAVOER SALTER, KELE KRISHAN COOPER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group