Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy nigga just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
Verse 1: BlocBoy JB
I gave a to my father so it's guns I trust
I need a lick I need a move this shit ain't enough
We hit the club twenty deep and we going to turn shit up
The other side hate, we getting cash, and they mad at us
Back in the days I head a Smith and Wesson
Your really think that I went robbing up at
Aye, lay it down, get on your knees, and count the 40 seconds
Kill a n***a on a Sunday that's a 40 blessing
Just to send a message
Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy n***a just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
Verse 2: BBG Baby Joe
I get dirty with this chopper, watch me f*ck shit up
I'm banging 4k BBG with us
I got a 50 piece for him who ever woken up
Been on my mind since I was young
Shit, I been on the bus
You feeling played behind your dogs
Shit, go grab you one
I'm in that field
You know them dumb ass hoes will be the one
To make that phone call
They drop a pin, they send locations
Me and some creatures waiting to cross the street
We stepping crazy
Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy n***a just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
Verse 2: BBG Baby Joe
I got 30 on this L watch me back you up
Shit, rouger clutching on a wooger
12 mad at us
Shit, about to bust his brains
Bands adding up
The other side mad at me
But I can't get enough
I'm out my mind, shit, I swear to god
Them n***as know what's up
I'm out that bottom, know one thing
Man, I don't give a f*ck
I hit your city, full of drugs
Ready to waste shit up
Shit, Momma love her f*cking baby
Even though I'm f*cked up
Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy n***a just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
BBG Baby Joe - No Lack (feat. BlocBoy JB) Lyrics
BBG Baby Joe - No Lack (feat. BlocBoy JB) Lyrics
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Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy nigga just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
Verse 1: BlocBoy JB
I gave a to my father so it's guns I trust
I need a lick I need a move this shit ain't enough
We hit the club twenty deep and we going to turn shit up
The other side hate, we getting cash, and they mad at us
Back in the days I head a Smith and Wesson
Your really think that I went robbing up at
Aye, lay it down, get on your knees, and count the 40 seconds
Kill a n***a on a Sunday that's a 40 blessing
Just to send a message
Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy n***a just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
Verse 2: BBG Baby Joe
I get dirty with this chopper, watch me f*ck shit up
I'm banging 4k BBG with us
I got a 50 piece for him who ever woken up
Been on my mind since I was young
Shit, I been on the bus
You feeling played behind your dogs
Shit, go grab you one
I'm in that field
You know them dumb ass hoes will be the one
To make that phone call
They drop a pin, they send locations
Me and some creatures waiting to cross the street
We stepping crazy
Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy n***a just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
Verse 2: BBG Baby Joe
I got 30 on this L watch me back you up
Shit, rouger clutching on a wooger
12 mad at us
Shit, about to bust his brains
Bands adding up
The other side mad at me
But I can't get enough
I'm out my mind, shit, I swear to god
Them n***as know what's up
I'm out that bottom, know one thing
Man, I don't give a f*ck
I hit your city, full of drugs
Ready to waste shit up
Shit, Momma love her f*cking baby
Even though I'm f*cked up
Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy n***a just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
I killed your homeboy nigga just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
Verse 1: BlocBoy JB
I gave a to my father so it's guns I trust
I need a lick I need a move this shit ain't enough
We hit the club twenty deep and we going to turn shit up
The other side hate, we getting cash, and they mad at us
Back in the days I head a Smith and Wesson
Your really think that I went robbing up at
Aye, lay it down, get on your knees, and count the 40 seconds
Kill a n***a on a Sunday that's a 40 blessing
Just to send a message
Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy n***a just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
Verse 2: BBG Baby Joe
I get dirty with this chopper, watch me f*ck shit up
I'm banging 4k BBG with us
I got a 50 piece for him who ever woken up
Been on my mind since I was young
Shit, I been on the bus
You feeling played behind your dogs
Shit, go grab you one
I'm in that field
You know them dumb ass hoes will be the one
To make that phone call
They drop a pin, they send locations
Me and some creatures waiting to cross the street
We stepping crazy
Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy n***a just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
Verse 2: BBG Baby Joe
I got 30 on this L watch me back you up
Shit, rouger clutching on a wooger
12 mad at us
Shit, about to bust his brains
Bands adding up
The other side mad at me
But I can't get enough
I'm out my mind, shit, I swear to god
Them n***as know what's up
I'm out that bottom, know one thing
Man, I don't give a f*ck
I hit your city, full of drugs
Ready to waste shit up
Shit, Momma love her f*cking baby
Even though I'm f*cked up
Chorus: BlocBoy JB
I killed your homeboy n***a just or acting up
Grab my tooly call lil we going to splash it up
I got this hundred on the draco ain't no lack with us
Bitch it ain't no lack with us
Writer: James Baker, Joseph Robinson, Marcus Gotch
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING