Mini Van DaBaby & BlocBoy JB

[Chorus: BlocBoy JB]
I got them hitters in minivans
Chopper it spinning, no ceiling fan
Get your bitches then I bald like a skeleton
Call up the plug and I told him quit meddling
I ain't got no time for no middleman
Walk in the trap and take over his trap, should I let him in?
If I do then we gon' make a settlement
These niggas snitching, they talk too intelligent
I know that these niggas telling it

[Verse 1: BlocBoy JB]
I can't believe that they (Ayy, ayy)
I can't believe that they (Ayy)
Fuck nigga dissin' it's BOA
I need a check like it's BOA
I got them chips like it's Frito-Lay
So much cheese, let's have a Dorito race
I just brought so many guns through the TSA
Don't tell me, "Sir, can you open your briefcase?"
Your money is slow, that's a delay
You only been trappin' and serving for three days
I bring the back to the front like a replay
I shoot my gun and it turn to relay
I'ma turn up for a month on my C-Day
Me and lil' Cameron gon' turn up for his P-Day
I just caught me a lil' opp on the e-way
I hit heat him up 'til he cremate