On the Blocc
I'm just tryna chill, relax and put one in the sky
Roll me up a blunt and i just vibe
Boy is not a gangster he's a lie
Flacco
Tell me is it real
Cause it feel phony
I was thuggin' on the block with the homies
Watch out for the fuck boys, so I'm sliding lowkey
Strapped in grandpa's Cadillac
And we're riding four deep
You can judge just know i grew up with them gangsters
Don't hang with pussies I was outside gang banging
They want them bodies I want them dead faces
Can't move like a dummy cause life is what you make it
And I, dont always reply
Rolling in the studio I'm tryna catch a vibe
Tell whats your angel baby you ain't got to lie
Talk down on my name and fuck boy you must want to die
I
Know this, draco fully loaded
Hit your ass from distance you would think that I was scoping
I just popped some addy then i got a beat from Fokus
Really try to keep it cool but these niggas be on some hoe shit
I can't waste no time need it right now
Pussy boy bet not play with me
Texas gun slinger that thing on me
We still up at 6 Am
Eyes wide open can't go to sleep
Dunkin yo hoe like my name's Tim
Riding G Class reclining my seat
Wake up get money and smell the aroma
Keep on talking tough and end up in a coma
He a pussy I'll expose him
Can't let up i'm too devoted
Niggas still catching up
On his top i'm relentless ain't letting up
Kept humble a while now i'm flexing up
You ain't Eight17 this a Private Club
Tell me is it real
Cause it feel phony
I was thuggin' on the block with the homies
Watch out for the fuck boys, so I'm sliding lowkey
Strapped in grandpa's Cadillac
And we're riding four deep
You can play but know your life will be in danger
Don't hang with pussies I was outside gang banging
They want them bodies I want them dead faces
Can't move like a dummy cause life is what you make it
And I, dont always reply
Rolling in the studio I'm tryna catch a vibe
Tell whats your angel baby you ain't got to lie
Talk down on my name and fuck boy you must want to die
I
Know this, draco fully loaded
Hit your ass from distance you would think that I was scoping
I just popped some addy then i got a beat from Fokus
Really try to keep it cool but these niggas be on some hoe shit
Roll me up a blunt and i just vibe
Boy is not a gangster he's a lie
Flacco
Tell me is it real
Cause it feel phony
I was thuggin' on the block with the homies
Watch out for the fuck boys, so I'm sliding lowkey
Strapped in grandpa's Cadillac
And we're riding four deep
You can judge just know i grew up with them gangsters
Don't hang with pussies I was outside gang banging
They want them bodies I want them dead faces
Can't move like a dummy cause life is what you make it
And I, dont always reply
Rolling in the studio I'm tryna catch a vibe
Tell whats your angel baby you ain't got to lie
Talk down on my name and fuck boy you must want to die
I
Know this, draco fully loaded
Hit your ass from distance you would think that I was scoping
I just popped some addy then i got a beat from Fokus
Really try to keep it cool but these niggas be on some hoe shit
I can't waste no time need it right now
Pussy boy bet not play with me
Texas gun slinger that thing on me
We still up at 6 Am
Eyes wide open can't go to sleep
Dunkin yo hoe like my name's Tim
Riding G Class reclining my seat
Wake up get money and smell the aroma
Keep on talking tough and end up in a coma
He a pussy I'll expose him
Can't let up i'm too devoted
Niggas still catching up
On his top i'm relentless ain't letting up
Kept humble a while now i'm flexing up
You ain't Eight17 this a Private Club
Tell me is it real
Cause it feel phony
I was thuggin' on the block with the homies
Watch out for the fuck boys, so I'm sliding lowkey
Strapped in grandpa's Cadillac
And we're riding four deep
You can play but know your life will be in danger
Don't hang with pussies I was outside gang banging
They want them bodies I want them dead faces
Can't move like a dummy cause life is what you make it
And I, dont always reply
Rolling in the studio I'm tryna catch a vibe
Tell whats your angel baby you ain't got to lie
Talk down on my name and fuck boy you must want to die
I
Know this, draco fully loaded
Hit your ass from distance you would think that I was scoping
I just popped some addy then i got a beat from Fokus
Really try to keep it cool but these niggas be on some hoe shit
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Writer(s): Shyrod Anderson
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