BloxkBuster (Movie Response)

They like oota you moving too devi
Chop on my hip and the trigger say squeeze me
Get him wet up like water no figi
Aim for the head up spray art like graffiti
If she looking yopped then im packin the bitch
And I keep the knock imma back out the shits
They know that im wokk get to flagging my shit
Y'all niggas ain't wokk stop jacking my shit
After i fuck then it's back to the strip
After i hit then im back up in gdubb
Tryna stay woke so im smoking sativa
Smoking all dead mix the grab with the reefer
She wanna cuff kant wife no treesha
She can't hit the blunt kant cyph with no eater like
You ain't my yellow biddy
Just give me the pussy like hello kitty
With the migos in here got the skettles litty
She tryna fuck say geppetto like (she gone pop her a titty)
You shitting me
Im moving way to serious to think y'all can kid with me
Tryna line me and shit is you kidding me
Need more then stu time to turn me to history

Why is he saying my name in that booth
Is you stupid nigga run with ruthless niggas
While y'all niggas running with some fools
Couple foolish niggas
Go to school lil nigga
Heard y'all niggas fucking with the youth
I ain't gone say her name but you know who
Bet when i see you punch you in your tooth
Gang gonna pop out in wife beaters too
Red beam gonna aim for my what
Stop capping and shit
I told you that rap ain't for everyone still you proceed
But your music still trash you lil bitch
And you never been on no drills
All you did was call gee
Never upped it and blasted on shit
You never upped it and blasted on shit
You never upped it and blast it on nada
Leave the rapping for niggas that gotta chance
40 on me make a nigga gotta dance
Rhymes and wordplay show that nigga not advanced
Plus your gang don't jack you they is not your mans
Chop gone turn you too a marijuana strand
Chop gonna put you inna marijuana land
You not a regular person
Said you make the industry nervous
Pussy boy why is you lurking
Give you 59 shots cause you earned it
Don't forget for they jet dub you yearned it
You was feinding and shit
Chop got dick with the beam up on it
Catch you back on the strip bet your spleen gone get hit pussy
You was leaking that primetime pdub
Fucking your bitch she a slimetime eater
I won't forget you a momma beater
I just can't wait for a slime time to see ya
Putting hands on your moms like i would forget that
Wondering if a nigga still regret that
Must foolish speaking onna oota
You and your jet gone blow up with your scooter
And i don't like the set ups
Ain't shooting the one ons
I rather just run up on you
Ain't no one can check us
We wait till the sun gone
So we could have one up on you
We aim for the head up
We shooting with one arm
We putting that gun up on you
Heard you posting guns you a fool
Think that your jets starting to run out of juice
You a pedo you could never say nun
Im geppetto they know that i spray guns
Saying i never put in that pain for the
Prime i know that that nigga not saying nun
And these niggas they know I've been makk for some time
Shit I've been ballin since day one
I heard you did dirt to your days ones
Have you put in a hurse when that day come

I heard niggas making movies
I bet we turn it to a blockbuster
Stop saying my name you a goofy
Aim that chop to your head some top dusters



Credits
Writer(s): Oota Geppetto
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