Block Jumping

What the fuck you think
My hundred is blue and my fifties is pink
I be off the drank
I got a pack of some sour it stink
I put the fur on my coat its a mink
I'm on the block that we be on
Fuck all these niggas they peons
Bebe my kids call me Leon
Winter get cold turn the heat on
I'm on the block with two hoes get my three on

I'm not on your team that's a slaughter
Father's get mad when I fuck on they daughter
Fuck what it cost her
Give back that Gucci I bought her
I am so special I have a disorder
Niggas is plates
Got like a zip on my plate
I sold em a half of some shake
That nigga dead what the fuck is a wake
If that nigga dead what the fuck is a wake
Auntie said you got to push
I mix the sour and kush
Don't fuck with niggas I'm President Bush
Cheat on my bitch but it's not how it look
Wanted a boss and I got what it took
Flash all that jewelry it will be a jux
Bitch you gonna do what I say so
I'm on the block for the bankrolls
I need my money my pesos
Couple bands still in the safe ho
I stand on my own and I really get busy
Pussy too good imma pay for her titties
This a new foreign this bitch is a renty
Talk about money my niggas got plenty
I dont Be doing no diss songs
Come to the block that you dissed on
If you go die then your grave will be pissed on yeah
Put that shit all in a diss song
I'm nice I'm talking my shit
I rob the plug for a zip
Mills got a bin and it's lit
Christmas come you get the gifts
Look at the flick of the wrist yeah
I show respect to my old heads
I get the top from my ex call it old head
How you be talking bout eating got no bread huh
Come to your funeral blazer tucked

I am that nigga I'm not gunna front
Kill all these niggas then roll up a blunt
Sour blunt fucking me up
Niggas be stuck
Fuck on your bitch cause it's fun
Fuck your bitch don't give a fuck
Nigga I do what I want
I say Let's get it I got a lil pump
I keep a lil Uzi in the trunk yeah yeah
A crib with a bunch of hundreds
I bet these niggas ain't see it coming
I'm shitting on people whoever fronted
Don't talk about problems you never wanted
A crib with a bunch of hundreds
I bet these niggas ain't see it coming
I'm shitting on people whoever fronted
Don't talk about problems you never wanted

What the fuck you think
My hundred is blue and my fifties is pink
I be off the drank
I got a pack of some sour it stink
I put the fur on my coat its a mink
I'm on the block that we be on
Fuck all these niggas they peons
Bebe my kids call me Leon
Winter get cold turn the heat on
I'm on the block with two hoes get my three on

I'm not on your team that's a slaughter
Father's get mad when I fuck on they daughter
Fuck what it cost her
Give back that Gucci I bought her
I am so special I have a disorder
Father's get mad when I fuck on they daughter yeah
Don't give a fuck what it cost her yeah
Give back that Gucci I bought her yeah
It's Tae Banks



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Writer(s): Dante Barnes
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