BlocBoy JB - Nun Of Dat lyrics

[Intro: BlocBoy JB] Ha, word SIMI, load that f**in' SIMI Hey (ha), hey, yeah [Chorus: BlocBoy JB] b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that) b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that) b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (word) b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that) That choppa turn you to a runnin' back, b**h (grrrah) b**h f** your clique and go run with that b**h (boom, boom, boom) I f**ed your b**h and you sprung off that b**h (word) You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**h (that's on my mama) Tay Keith, f** these n***as up Ho, better not say no more (what) b**h, get me some Glock from the store (go) You did the set, cool, say no more (no) I lay you down like a welcome mat, ho (word) Congratulations, you're welcome, you ho (ho) In the air, like a UFO (in the air) I'm pulling cards like it's Yu-Gi-Oh How you a gangsta on crew control (word) Talking 'bout guns, I got two of those Bless him like somebody blew a nose I clean sh** up like it's poop control (poop control) Hundred drum up his nose (nose), keep a pole More paper than a pope Say he want beef, it's a go Locked and load, let's go to they hood and pose Where they at, let me just find out All I need is a hideout (word) I'ma pull up in some drive out (skrrt, skrrt) [Verse 1: BlocBoy JB] It's a race (ayy, it's a race) I can't hit your blunt 'cause it might just be laced (might be laced) And I can't f** your b**h unless I get some face (I get some face, uh) I had a worst and mad ho askin' for favors I be smokin' on loud, just woke up the neighbors I'm in your house like I do your cable Snitched on your man, boy, you is a traitor (word) Stab a n***a like dominoes on a table Sunday we pray for senile for saviour DOA, that's first degree, can't save you I'm totin' sh** like I'm Mater 2017, made the fader Balling on n***as like Lakers I call up [?] for a fade up Chopper will spin you around 360, we getting these waves up She didn't want you, so you raped her Call you a plate cause you ate her f** a fourth of the lean, pour an eight up She give me head 'til she get her lil' grades up [Chorus: BlocBoy JB] b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that) b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that) b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (word) b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that) That choppa turn you to a runnin' back, b**h (grrrah) b**h f** your clique and go run with that b**h (boom, boom, boom) I f**ed your b**h and you sprung off that b**h (word) You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**h (that's on my mama) Tay Keith, f** these n***as up Ho, better not say no more b**h, get me some Glocks from the store You did the set, cool, say no more I lay you down like a welcome mat, ho Congratulations, you're welcome, you ho In the air, like a UFO I'm pulling cards like it's Yu-Gi-Oh How you a gangsta on crew control Talking 'bout guns, I got two of those Bless him like somebody blew a nose I clean sh** up like it's poop control Hundred drum up his nose, keep a pole More paper than a pope Say he want beef, it's a go Locked and load, let's go to they hood and pose Where they at, let me just find out All I need is a hideout, I'ma pull up in some drive out [Verse 2: Lil Pump] We been had your wife, man, we don't want your b**h (ouu) You sipping on Karo, we sip Actavis (chill) Don't need no lights for my bust down to hit (huh) I got like 3 pinky rings on my fist (god damn) Kick a b**h out of my house (ouu) Kick her a** out because she came with mid (chill) Me and Bloc just gave your grandma a brick (huh) Your b**h p**y dirty, it smelling like fish (ouu) Ouu, we ain't with none of that, hoe (huh) I don't drink water, b**h, I only pour fours (yeah) I be getting like a hundred bands for a show (ouu) I just smashed eight hoes in a row (chyeah) Auntie pregnant smoking on dope (damn) And I got a bad b**h sniffing on coke (huh) Could've bought a house but I went and bought a boat (boat) I'm so rich but I still want more (more) I was on house arrest popping on pills (pills) Now Lil Pump worth like ten mil' (yeah) Got a lot of ice on my chains, it's real (wow) Sipping on Wock with Dr. Phil (ouu) Can't buy a pint if the b**h ain't sealed (nope) Got your wife booted in Beverly Hills (yeah) Try to come in my house, get your a** k**ed (k**ed) I'm on molly, all my pints just spilled (ooh) [Chorus: BlocBoy JB] b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that) b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that) b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (word) b**h, I ain't with none of that sh** (none of that) That choppa turn you to a runnin' back, b**h (grrrah) b**h f** your clique and go run with that b**h (boom, boom, boom) I f**ed your b**h and you sprung off that b**h (word) You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**h (that's on my mama) Tay Keith, f** these n***as up Ho, better not say no more b**h, get me some [?] from the store You did the set, cool, say no more I lay you down like a welcome mat, ho Congratulations, you're welcome, you ho In the air, like a UFO I'm pulling cards like it's Yu-Gi-Oh How you a gangsta on crew control Talking 'bout guns, I got two of those Bless him like somebody blew a nose I clean sh** up like it's poop control Hundred drum up his nose, keep a pole More paper than a pope Say he want beef, it's a go Locked and load, let's go to they hood and pose Where they at, let me just find out All I need is a hideout, I'ma pull up in some drive out