On the Block

(Kohdeine Baby Bitch!)

These niggas pressing me and testing me like I ain't from the block
I can call up 063 and I could really get you shot
My niggas down to earth like minerals they trapping, selling rock
Treat my bitches like some condiments, I make them stay on top
I'm out here on the grind, and I can shine, so no I cannot stop
My wrist game icy, so they like me, runny nose I'm dripping snot
My life's a movie, cuz we shooting, don't get caught up in the plot
I can whip up in the kitchen, cooking chicken in the pot

My fingers itching, twitching gotta get my bread right
I hit you once upon a time yea it's a good life
Made that hit to get you, catch you at that green light
I keep my circle close, I can't give out no invite
I keep the haters creeping, yea I keep em in sight
I promise one day momma we gon be alright
I mix the purp and the Henn up in a cold sprite
My diamonds dancing they a glacier give you frost bite
Young nigga I come from the trenches
Where my niggas made niggas go missing
Where bro came up and made a million
We was cooking up dope in the kitchen
We was flipping them chickens
Only hunnids I'm tipping
I got yo honey I'm dipping
He a Genie he wishin
Don't gotta brag or boast
Don't ever fall for a hoe
She gonna burn you like toast
Fuck on the first day is a no
Get you a Rida like Flow
Running with slime from my nose
I'm drippin from my head to my toe

These niggas pressing me and testing me like I ain't from the block
I can call up 063 and I could really get you shot
My niggas down to earth like minerals they trapping, selling rock
Treat my bitches like some condiments, I make them stay on top
I'm out here on the grind and I can shine so no I cannot stop
My wrist game icy, so they like me, runny nose I'm dripping snot
My life's a movie, cuz we shooting, don't get caught up in the plot
I can whip up in the kitchen, cooking chicken in the pot

Rocking this swag while I'm copping the jewelry
Niggas be hating but no they not fooling me
Roll me a wood and I roll up a swisher sweet
Talking that shit on the gram meet in the streets
Made 50 bands off a iPhone
Came from the mud and I'm unknown
Bang with the gang and I rock stone
Not with the gang leave me alone
Bitch scream my name like I'm Mike Jones
Delete her number out my cell phone
Nigga my slime like a gecko
Nigga too broke get you Geiko
With the same gang from the get go
This ain't for you need to let go
Bend her over, break her backbone
Kohdeine Baby finna blow
2k for a show
I was starving going broke
I got steak on my plate now
Drippin slime right from my nose
Carti my wrist, ride a Royce
Always trapping with my bros
Sent that nigga to the dog pound
10k hit it like woah

These niggas pressing me and testing me like I ain't from the block
I can call up 063 and I could really get you shot
My niggas down to earth like minerals they trapping, selling rock
I treat my bitches like some condiments, I make them stay on top
I'm out here on the grind and I can shine so no I cannot stop
My wrist game, icy so they like me, runny nose I'm dripping snot
My life's a movie, cuz we shooting, don't get caught up in the plot
I can whip up in the kitchen, cooking chicken in the pot



Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Haynes, Kenneth Haynes Iii
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