BBQ

Lyrics
[Intro] Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up (Ha, ha, ha) Yeah, yeah, Tay Keith (Word), Tay Keith (BlocBoy) Tay Keith (BlocBoy, Tay Keith, Tay Keith, Tay Keith, Tay Keith, ayy) [Chorus] Who is you talkin' to? Turn you to barbecue Keep talkin' shit, I'ma spark at you Lie to my face like you gettin' cake Pussy boy, show me a dollar, fool You shinin', that's how I spotted you Them diamonds, I gotta get off you That's a closed casket, put him in a basket Headliner, it's breaking news [Verse] Smoking on dope, chilling with the guys While you at work pullin' five to nines I'd rather go pull me a crime Or hit the club throwin' up signs Nigga diss crip then he dying I got two white hoes snorting up lines But I don't do dope drugs But I'ma fuck on both of 'em Stack my hundreds, nigga no ones I don't really fuck with no one Super Saiyan on these niggas I might turn into a Gohan Got my hand on the trigger Nigga playin', shoot both of 'em Nigga playin', shoot both of 'em Nigga playin', shoot both of 'em Shoot a fire with both arms What is you sayin'? Can't make demand, we used to do store runs And your daddy is a bitch 'Cause he got his ass kicked by Grandpa Joe's son Young nigga you a ho's son And you gon' have a ho's son And it's really fucked up When y'all getting locked up, y'all can't make no bond [Chorus] Who is you talkin' to? Turn you to barbecue Keep talkin' shit, I'ma spark at you Lie to my face like you gettin' cake Pussy boy, show me a dollar, fool You shinin', that's how I spotted you Them diamonds, I gotta get off you That's a closed casket, put him in a basket Headliner, it's breaking news
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- BlocBoy JB