V Live Lyrics - Blocboy Jb

[Intro] 

Ayy, I got a rack 

Run up in that house and tell that nigga give me that 

Bad bitch with me, yeah you know I'm on that 

Other bitch went off and I hit her from the back 

[Verse 1] 

Ayy, hold on 

Got your bitch turned up, need to put some clothes on 

Shots fired at his face if he play with my home 

I keep one up in the chamber and I put one in your dome 

If you play with my home 

Them niggas on the other side playin', it's cool 

Choppers fired at a nigga's land, on Duve 

On Duve, on God, he ran, I sparked 

Now I'm on the run for another murder charge 

First degree, if you fuck with me, that's on God bitch 

Mask on, when I'm down bad I'm on some rob shit 

I up with the carbon, they duck when I start sparking 

Ooh I caught my man, goddamn I hit my target 

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[Chorus] 

Nigga playin', pull up get to sprayin' 

I got them hitters in minivans 

Search for you niggas from land to land 

I sold your ass like a candyman 

Put a hole up in your fitted 

I'm in V-Live and it's litty 

I got your bitch shaking ass and her titties 

Foreign bitch and I think that she is British 

You get to have like a minute 

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[Verse 2] 

Squad up nigga, don't move 

My niggas wanna jack with the tool 

You see me, I see you 

Royal rumble with the crew 

Bitch I ball, Caillou, trappin' two-three schools 

System on my tool just to help it cool 

Hey hey hey, bitch I prayed for this 

Bitch I'm made for this 

And my niggas got paid for this 

And I really get paid for hits 

And my niggas hit crazy licks 

Stake out your house from 'bout two to six 

I heard that y'all niggas move the bricks 

Ice cream, get to scoopin' shit 

I got one hand, up on my pocket 

Nigga playin' with Lil Bloc so I had to pop it 

You like James Harden, I'm the fuckin' Rockets 

I stand alone with the heat, guess I'm Chris Bosh-ing 

Got the club rocking, freaky bitch give me her topping 

Stop that shit, you know they watching 

Gas and money, you know I got it 

Got your honey giving money 

Wash the bitch just like some laundry 

Real nigga, can't take from me 

Hilfiger, I keep a Tommy 

[Interlude] 

Keep a Tommy, keep a Tommy 

Told the money, keep it comin', keep it comin', keep it comin' 

Hold them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, yeah 

Throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw the money, yeah 

[Chorus] 

Nigga playin', pull up get to sprayin' 

I got them hitters in minivans 

Search for you niggas from land to land 

I sold your ass like a candyman 

Put a hole up in your fitted 

I'm in V-Live and it's litty 

I got your bitch shaking ass and her titties 

Foreign bitch and I think that she is British 

You get to have like a minute 

[Outro] 

Keep a Tommy, keep a Tommy 

Told the money, keep it comin', keep it comin', keep it comin' 

Hold them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, yeah 

Throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw the money, yeah