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letra de wer was you at - blocboy jb

[intro]
ha (chrissy, ho)
yeah, i gotta turn up, man
i turn up, man, you see the whole city f-ckin’ with me, man
well, look, tell me where you was at when i ain’t have nothin’
let me know

[chorus]
where was you at when i ain’t have nothin’?
ayy, you didn’t help, ridin’ dirty with this shotgun
flag to the left
blow a n-gga like a breath, cook him like a chef
ridin’ with the gang and that sh-t to the death
where was you at when i ain’t have nothin’?
ayy, you didn’t help, ridin’ dirty with this shotgun
flag to the left
blow a n-gga like a breath, cook him like a chef
ridin’ with the gang and that sh-t to the death

[verse]
mind on the money, hand on the tommy
since a youngin, i been stretchin’ dummies, takin’ all they money
i just caught a hummy, turned him to a zombie
he a dummy, swung on my mommy, wrapped him like a mummy
fold that n-gga like a omelette, .223’s up at his stomach
where you goin’? ain’t no runnin’
see these twenties, fifties, hundreds, broke b-tches, they make assumptions
go and suck a d-ck or somethin’
freaky b-tch pull up in benz, got a body like a benz
in that, go head, let me bend, i want her and one more friend
i catch one, she catch two, then we doze off
pull up, lamborghini, lookin’ like the doors off
[chorus]
where was you at when i ain’t have nothin’?
ayy, you didn’t help, ridin’ dirty with this shotgun
flag to the left
blow a n-gga like a breath, cook him like a chef
ridin’ with the gang and that sh-t to the death
where was you at when i ain’t have nothin’?
ayy, you didn’t help, ridin’ dirty with this shotgun
flag to the left
blow a n-gga like a breath, cook him like a chef
ridin’ with the gang and that sh-t to the death

- blocboy jb

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