BlocBoy JB - Half Man, Half Amazing lyrics

[Verse] Thirty on the scale, weigh it up and then go sell You know I keep that shell like I work at Taco Bell Get my pack straight through the mail, got a cane on me no player Heard a n***a dissed the block, load the Glock, let's give him hell If a n***a lookin' strange to us, we smoke him like angel dust No uniform but that forty tucked, you say the wrong thing, I bust You better listen, this is not fiction Keep me a thirty extension, clip hangin' out like a lynching Somebody just called, they ex missing I hit her a** up, [?] One ear open, I hear everything I heard them n***as sneak dissin', tryna get some fame I think them n***as want some clout, or a name I'ma pull up at they house and let that forty bang All my n***as real hitters, they don't miss a thing, or a mane Flag hang to the left but all my n***as every gang (that's on my mama) Heard them n***as wanna k** me I'd rather catch a case or f**ing plead guilty n***as want me six feet but I'm six feet with a filthy Cougars, I love them cougars, my b**h filthy Rugers, I bust them Rugers, then start dipping Weapons, we aimin' steady, we not missing Sevens, you see them sevens, b**h we cripping Liver, these n***as Chicken Little, 'cause they snitching b**hes, they be b**hing, come together like a stitching One day I will be up on the big screen (that's on my mama) Hah, like I said I'm a crip but my info bang red Your team ain't ate but them n***as still fed You know I'm big grape, should get it tatted on my head (Yeah yeah yeah) Hah, like I said I'm a crip but my info bang red Your team ain't ate but them n***as still fed You know I'm big grape, should get it tatted on my head (Word word word word)