Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Addiction, artist - BlocBoy JB. Date of issue: 25.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Addiction |
| OG, you get rebound |
| OG status on god put a nigga ass down |
| (Tay Keith fuck these niggas up) |
| Do you wanna see a dead body |
| Young nigga with some money |
| They say that I’m rich chocolate |
| My nigga never had a penny those some foamposites |
| Made a play for thirty and flipped it |
| That’s when he quit robbin |
| Fell in love with meds got addicted to all that pill poppin |
| I lost my nigga fentanyl in some pills |
| I couldn’t take it lost G Spence main dat been my nigga for years |
| May in he 5 in peace |
| My bitch blacc ass hell but she foreign she speak Guyanese |
| Menace to society if I can’t walk dis drake gone be my cane |
| If my nigga want you gone I need location and a name |
| Yea our moves different |
| We gone clean the scene after that wax |
| To have some clues missing |
| 100 get em put under the water call the blues fishes |
| I don’t understand how you a shooter but yo tool missing |
| Daddy was a killer and a robber dats my true ambition |
| If it isn’t love seeing blood den dis ain’t new edition |
| You better cool it now dis Bobby brown it got a cooling system |
| Don’t you fucc around wit fucc arounds and be da newest victim |
| Turn him to a fraction he can’t understand the algorism |
| Made a song wit drake toating a drake that came wit criticism |
| I never had a thing for track n field but dealt wit racism |
| My own homie stole from out my house that mad me hate niggas |
| Dat day dem bitches tried to set me up dat made me hate women |
| Do you wanna see a dead body |
| Young nigga with some money |
| They say that I’m rich chocolate |
| My nigga never had a penny those some foamposites |
| Made a play for thirty and flipped it |
| That’s when he quit robbin |
| Fell in love with meds got addicted to all that pill poppin |
| (Brr, brr) |
| When shiesty put that choppa on his ass |
| Bet he get to hollerin |
| Yeah, before I picked up a microphone |
| We was really robbin |
| I seen a nigga still get hit up |
| Then had seven bodies |
| That’s how shit go |
| You gotta know the streets don’t love nobody |
| Same day I turned my Glock to a chopper |
| I had to stop promoting the violence |
| Running we take took yo setup |
| They watching yo diamonds |
| Don’t worry bout the drac if I got it |
| Just know I’m finding |
| Gotta blame cge for life |
| It ain’t no nevermindin |
| Two bodies drop it’s perfect timin |
| Finesse the nigga in Dior |
| I’m still stylin while I’m slimin |
| New opp pack hittin so hard |
| Ain’t get it from a member |
| But there you lyin |
| Still creepin through they block |
| Can’t take my phone I’m trynna read signs (brr) |
| Do you wanna see a dead body |
| Young nigga with some money |
| They say that I’m rich chocolate |
| My nigga never had a penny those some foamposites |
| Made a play for thirty and flipped it |
| That’s when he quit robbin |
| Fell in love with meds got addicted to all that pill poppin |