Nun of Dat (Explicit)

Nun of Dat (Explicit) - BlocBoy JB/Lil Pump

Hah word

Simi load that f**kin' semi

Hey yeah

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t none of that

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t none of that

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t word

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t none of that

The chopper turn you to a runnin' back b**ch grrah

B**ch f**k your clique and go run with that b**ch doon doon doon

I f**ked your b**ch and you sprung off that b**ch word

You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**ch that's on my mama

Ho better not say no more what

B**ch get me some 'gars 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 gangster on cruise control word

Talking 'bout guns I got two of those two

Bless him like somebody blew a nose

I clean sh*t up like it's poop control poop control

Hundred drum up his nose whoa

Keep a pole more paper than a pour

Say he want beef it's a go

Lock and load let's go to they hood and post

Where they at let me just find out

All I need is a hideout word

I'm pull up in some drive out

Skirt skirt it's a race ayy it's a race

I can't hit your blunt 'cause it might just be laced

Might be laced huh

And I can't f**k your b**ch unless I get some face huh

I get some face huh

I hate a worrisome a** ho askin' for favors

What

I be smokin' on loud just woke up the neighbors

Gas

I'm in your house like I do your cable

Cable

Snitched on your man boy you is a traitor

Word

Slam a n**ga like dominoes on a table

Sunday we pray for c not for savior

Huh

Doa that's first degree can't save you

Murder

I'm totin' sh*t like I'm mater

2017 made the fader fader

Ballin' on n**gas like lagers lagers

I call up Ben for a fade up later

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**k a fourth of the lean pour an eight up word

She give me head 'til she get her lil grades up

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t

The chopper turn you to a runnin' back b**ch grrah

B**ch f**k your clique and go run with that b**ch

I f**ked your b**ch and you sprung off that b**ch word

You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**ch

That's on my mama

Ho better not say no more what

B**ch get me some 'gars 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 gangster on cruise control word

Talking 'bout guns I got two of those two

Bless him like somebody blew a nose

I clean sh*t up like it's poop control poop control

Hundred drum up his nose whoa

Keep a pole more paper than a pour

Say he want beef it's a go

Lock and load let's go to they hood and post

Doon doon doon

Where they at let me just find out

All I need is a hideout word

I'm pull up in some drive out

We been had your wife man we don't want your b**ch ooh

You sippin' on Karo we sip activist chill

Don't need no lights for my bust down to hit huh

I got like three pinky rings on my fist godd**n

Kick a b**ch out of my house ooh

Kick her a** out because she came with mid chill

Me and bloc just gave your grandma a brick huh

Your b**ch p**sy dirty it smellin' like fish ooh

Ooh we ain't with none of that ho huh

I don't drink water b**ch I only pour fours yeah

I be getting like a hundred bands for a show ooh

I just smashed eight h**s in a row chyeah

Auntie pregnant smokin' on d**e d**n

And I got a bad b**ch sniffin' 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 poppin' on pills pills

Now lil pump worth like ten mil yeah

Got a lot of ice on my chains it's real wow

Sippin' on wock with Dr. Phil ooh

Can't buy a pint if the b**ch ain't sealed nope

Got your wife booted in Beverly hills yeah

Try to come in my house get your a** killed killed

I'm on molly all my pints just spilled yeah ooh

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t

B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t

The chopper turn you to a runnin' back b**ch

B**ch f**k your clique and go run with that b**ch

I f**ked your b**ch and you sprung off that b**ch word

You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**ch that's on my mama

Ho better not say no more what

B**ch get me some 'gars 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 gangster on cruise control word

Talking 'bout guns I got two of those two

Bless him like somebody blew a nose

I clean sh*t up like it's poop control poop control

Hundred drum up his nose whoa

Keep a pole more paper than a pour

Say he want beef it's a go

Lock and load let's go to they hood and post

Where they at let me just find out

All I need is a hideout

I'm pull up in some drive out