No Topic
BlocBoy JB Lyrics

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Made this song and it got no topic, fuckin′ your thottie
Just got off the phone with Yo Gotti, he like what's poppin′?
I moved that pound like a man
Down on my knees, I stayed low for some bigger plans
You used to ball, call you Chris Grant
Full of gelato, bitch you know the stench (gas, gas, gas)
Smoke an O so that's full court
Add it up bitch, that's a dollar worth

Your bitch she all on my collared shirt
Bitch I told you this ain′t Holister
I make her walk like I′m out of there (walkin')
Wrist gold, mouth gold, really everything gold on me
I unload my pistol, turn an opp to a dead homie
You gotta roll though, pull up in four door (skrrt skrrt)
That nigga a bitch (why?), he shoot with his eyes closed
I ain′t no ordinary nigga, bitch I'm an ordinary killer
I got like seventeen choppers and at least forty-seven pistols
Drippin′ sauce in this bitch, now they like whoa
Rock Revival jeans, fresh from head to toe
Say I'm ugly, yeah I know so (I know so, I know so)
But I still can fuck on your ho (that′s my ho bitch)
Bitch, go get you some new clothes (some new clothes ho)
You had them black pants up in school ho (you did)
I had them Dickies in that motherfucker (in that motherfucker)
We smokin' sticky in this motherfucker (gas, gas)
Her name Vicky,
Have a quickie in this motherfucker (I'm finna fuck her)
She might give my dick a hickie in
This motherfucker (might give a sucker)
Hit the club, got my glizzy in this motherfucker (yah)
Two hitters outside in the car,
Call them the splash brothers (that′s on my mama)

No topic
No topic, no topic, no topic
No topic, no topic
Three niggas outside, best believe that they Bloc
Yeah they Bloc
Hello?
Want that nigga out of there man, I want that nigga dead man.
I don′t want that nigga livin' no more man, I′m just,
I want him assassinated, on crip god, for real, you hear me?
Catch that nigga outside loafin', loafin′
Chopper gon' bust his ass open, open
If you do that, them young niggas loc-in′, loc-in'
We can't claim no hoes, fuck a trophy, trophy
Ayy, I don′t even know what to say, ayy
Damn I′m finna go to the bank, bank
Go get me some more cake, cake
And right in your bitch face, face
Finna bring her, beat the face, ayy
Finna go and beat that case, yeah
Might of [?] earth with the ace, ayy
Ball like a Pacer, yeah yeah
Ball like a Pacer, ayy ayy
BlocBoy JB bitch, ayy
Know how much money I'm making?

Money that I′m making --
Yeah man, y'all know what′s goin' on man

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to BlocBoy JB’s “No Topic” depict the artist's nonchalant approach to music and its topics. The song begins with the artist boasting about his personal life with no filter, denoting the lack of structure or decorum in the song. The lyrics talk about his phone conversation with Yo Gotti, his movements as a drug dealer, his romantic encounters with a girl named Vicky, and his collection of guns. Amidst these lines, BlocBoy JB mentions that he has no particular topic for the song as he raps aimlessly along.

The second half of the song features a conversation about a possible hit on someone. Here, BlocBoy JB’s language hints at gang violence, and the song’s disorganization reflects the same. The lyrics lead listeners to a forced sense of urgency and a rush of uncontrolled emotion. The lyrics' tone suggests that the incident could occur at any moment, making the topic even more unsettling. Overall, “No Topic” may serve as a nihilistic reflection of contemporary hip hop culture, where the rapper's emotions outweigh the social and artistic responsibility to tell a story.

Line by Line Meaning

Made this song and it got no topic, fuckin' your thottie
I made a song with no particular theme and I'm currently having sex with someone you were also intimate with.

Just got off the phone with Yo Gotti, he like what's poppin'?
I just finished a conversation with rapper Yo Gotti and he inquired about my current situation.

I moved that pound like a man
I handled a pound of drugs like a skilled professional.

Down on my knees, I stayed low for some bigger plans
I humbly positioned myself for future success by working hard and taking risks.

You used to ball, call you Chris Grant
You were once a skilled basketball player and I refer to you as Chris Grant, who is known for scouting talented players.

Full of gelato, bitch you know the stench (gas, gas, gas)
I have recently smoked marijuana and the aroma is noticeable, hence the nickname 'gas'.

Smoke an O so that's full court
I smoked an ounce of marijuana, which is a full court, all the way from the baseline to the other side of the court.

Add it up bitch, that's a dollar worth
If you add up everything I consume, it equals about a dollar's worth.

Your bitch she all on my collared shirt
Your girlfriend has been all over my shirt with a collar.

Bitch I told you this ain't Holister
Don't mistake my clothing for that sold at Holister.

I make her walk like I'm out of there (walkin')
I cause her to walk as if she's in a hurry to leave.

Wrist gold, mouth gold, really everything gold on me
I'm currently wearing gold jewelry on my wrist and around my mouth.

I unload my pistol, turn an opp to a dead homie
I fire my gun and successfully kill my enemy, making them a deceased acquaintance.

You gotta roll though, pull up in four door (skrrt skrrt)
When you drive, you must ride in a four-door vehicle that makes a screeching sound when it accelerates (skrrt skrrt).

That nigga a bitch (why?), he shoot with his eyes closed
The person I'm referring to is a coward because they shoot their weapon while their eyes are closed.

I ain't no ordinary nigga, bitch I'm an ordinary killer
I'm not an average person, but rather a skilled murderer.

I got like seventeen choppers and at least forty-seven pistols
I own multiple weapons, including 17 assault rifles and at least 47 handguns.

Drippin' sauce in this bitch, now they like whoa
I am exuding confidence and style to the extent where people are surprised and impressed.

Rock Revival jeans, fresh from head to toe
I'm currently wearing brand new Rock Revival jeans and feel extremely stylish and fashionable from head to toe.

Say I'm ugly, yeah I know so (I know so, I know so)
You're allowed to refer to me as unattractive because I am aware of this fact.

But I still can fuck on your ho (that's my ho bitch)
Despite my appearance, I am still capable of having sexual intercourse with someone's girlfriend.

Bitch, go get you some new clothes (some new clothes ho)
You should invest in some new clothes instead of criticizing my appearance.

You had them black pants up in school ho (you did)
You wore black pants during your school days.

I had them Dickies in that motherfucker (in that motherfucker)
During my time in school, I wore Dickies brand pants.

We smokin' sticky in this motherfucker (gas, gas)
We are currently smoking potent marijuana, hence the nickname 'gas'.

Her name Vicky, have a quickie in this motherfucker (I'm finna fuck her)
The woman's name is Vicky, and I want to have sex with her quickly.

She might give my dick a hickie in this motherfucker (might give a sucker)
She may leave a mark on my penis through a suction-like motion causing a hickey.

Hit the club, got my glizzy in this motherfucker (yah)
I brought my gun with me to the club.

Two hitters outside in the car, call them the splash brothers (that's on my mama)
I have two powerful individuals outside in a car that I refer to as the 'splash brothers', much like the elite NBA duo, and I pledge this as the truth.

No topic
There is no specific theme to this song.

No topic, no topic, no topic
There is no theme to this song.

Three niggas outside, best believe that they Bloc
There are three individuals outside that are part of my group, Bloc.

Yeah they Bloc
Yes, they are part of my group, Bloc.

Hello?
A greeting to someone on the phone.

Want that nigga out of there man, I want that nigga dead man.
I desire for a certain individual to no longer be present within my vicinity and to be deceased.

I don't want that nigga livin' no more man, I'm just, I want him assassinated, on crip god, for real, you hear me?
I don't want that individual to continue living, and I want them to be assassinated, and I swear on the Crip gang, this desire is real.

Catch that nigga outside loafin', loafin'
If that individual is outside being lazy and unguarded, seize that opportunity.

Chopper gon' bust his ass open, open
I will use a firearm to inflict harm on that individual's lower physique.

If you do that, them young niggas loc-in', loc-in'
If you participate in aforementioned activities, young individuals might become involved and stay committed.

We can't claim no hoes, fuck a trophy, trophy
We cannot claim or take possession of any promiscuous women, and we do not prioritize sexual relationships as achievements.

Ayy, I don't even know what to say, ayy
I don't know how to respond to this current situation.

Damn I'm finna go to the bank, bank
I am about to go to the bank.

Go get me some more cake, cake
I'm going to obtain more money.

And right in your bitch face, face
I will acquire more money in a way that is disrespectful to someone's girlfriend.

Finna bring her, beat the face, ayy
I will bring her to me and physically assault her face.

Finna go and beat that case, yeah
I plan to win my legal case.

Might of [?] earth with the ace, ayy
I may have the winning move in a card game that will cause an earth-shattering effect.

Ball like a Pacer, yeah yeah
I play basketball like a member of the Indiana Pacers team.

Ball like a Pacer, ayy ayy
I'm skilled in the sport of basketball and I am a member of the Indiana Pacers.

BlocBoy JB bitch, ayy
I am BlocBoy JB, respectively.

Know how much money I'm making?
Do you realize how much money I'm currently earning?

Money that I'm making --
I am currently earning a substantial amount of money.