Intro
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Intro was released on November 28, 2025 by BlocBoy JB as a part of the album T.B.C
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Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BlocBoy JB
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
BlocBoy JB
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hitkidd
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
I'm still with it, cuh
I was a huge fan, my ****
You know what I'm sayin'? I been fuckin' with you for a minute
You feel me, but hell yeah, though, cuh
On Grape street, you really the main reason why a **** seen Grape Street, for real
(Uh, uh)
You know what I'm sayin'? 'Cause make it look so— know what I'm sayin'?
You make— you the definition of Grape Street, cuh
You the def— you the real definition of Grape Street, you feel me? Because
Grape, cuh, we get— know what I'm sayin'? Get rich and people envy, you feel me?
Know what I'm sayin'? You already rich
Know what I'm sayin'? I-I know **** been envyin' you 'cause **** been hatin' on you a long time
Yeah, cuh
Main reason why a **** seen Grape Street
Uh
[Verse 1]
Cuz just copped him a dealership licensed, I seen real tags, I ordered the Lyft (Skrrt)
Everywhere I go, they let a **** park in the handicap spot 'cause they know I'm a Crip (Crip)
Runnin' from 12, see 'em, we dip (Word)
Speakin' on Feezy, wrap him like a gift
Allergic to fuck **** if they here, ah, ah, fuck you
Bag on his head, let's see what the bucks do (Do)
He was on ten, turned his ass to a two (A two)
Ever since young, I've been angry with tools
Hammers, nailin' these bitches like screws (Rrah)
Been with the shits since a youngin'
I grew up with guns and can't let you play me like a fool (A fool)
These **** ain't up on nothin'
They know how I'm comin', the biggest Crip on the move (Woo-woo)
Yeah, hide on them bitches like peekaboo
Now it's a candlelight, leave them folks missin' you (Missin' you)
Fuckin' your bitch in my tennis shoes
DaDa so fast, he hit 'em with a finish move (Finish 'em)
Since a youngin, I listened to Snoop Dogg
When I got C'd, I went sipped me some gin and juice (Gin and juice)
I can get your ass gone off of two calls
My shit so big, can't fit in no swimming pool (Crip)
I'ma dance on that ****, okay (Okay)
Don't get your ass shot 'bout to dance on that **** (****)
Up with that Drac', shoot that bitch from both ways (Rrah)
Hopped out that car and walked down on that **** (Come on)
It's crazy that I knew these **** was fake
But I'll still bless 'em 'cause my heart bigger
On Crip, I'll serve a **** ass like
Weed, towels, drank, chicken (What you need?)
But 5.56's kill a **** quicker (Huh?)
They ain't sprayin' mine, I ain't sprayin' them **** (I ain't sprayin' none)
You know the feds listenin', I ain't sayin' no names (Woah)
But, ah, ah, got a ****'s issues
Walk down gang, take a **** pistol (Yeah)
Icy-ass man, baby, take a picture
Purple rag gang, Simi, boy, I miss you
Loaf and hands, I'm the biggest Cripper, ****
[Outro]
Yeah, I'm the biggest Cripper, ****
Y'all better check that shit out here, check the stats
Ha, bitch, I'm back, huh
I make these hoes shit purple, you know what I'm sayin'
**** stay San Andreas, hmm
Turned the whole hood to ballers, ****
Bloc
Written by: BlocBoy JB
