Blocked

(Hundreds, fifites, racks)
(Hundreds, fifites, racks)
(Hundreds, fifites, racks)
(Hundreds, fifites, racks)

Baddie? Blocked (yea)
Money shot up (yea)
Opps on my block, don't give a fuck bout what they thought
All these bros back down
All these hos back now
Swithcing flows back now
Kuzi done for a while sike

Baddie? Blocked (yea)
Money shot up (yea)
Opps on my block, don't give a fuck bout what they thought
All these bros back down
All these hos back now
Swithcing flows back now
Kuzi done for a while sike

Steal ya flow (uh uh)
Steal ya bitch (uh yea)
New chain yea, Saint Laurant wit it
You press up on me? Imma plead the fifth
Slap you in the face, you can call me Will Smith

I feel like I'm Jordan by the way that I'm faded
Euro stepped, through the legs, in the paint, then laid it
Oh, she cheated? Got a story? She can save it
It's free agency, and a bitch just got traded

She think I work at Kroger by the way that I bag it
She smoking on that weed sorry gotta red flag it
Dirty ho hanging with some trash she a maggot
Pussy boy knock ya ass down you a

Yea nah I can't say that
Ride round in that Maybach
Get ya lick back boy, I'm just looking for some payback
Bad bitch in my dm, she said hey, I said hey back
Wyd
What that mean? Why you say that she a

Baddie? Blocked (yea)
Money shot up (yea)
Opps on my block, don't give a fuck bout what they thought
All these bros back down
All these hos back now
Swithcing flows back now
Kuzi done for a while sike

All these bitches only want me for the fame (for the fame yea)
They get a tattoo on they back of my fucking last name (yea)
This shit ain't no joke not no game (game game)
This one girl thinks she special but I treat em all the same cause she a

Baddie? Blocked (yea)
Money shot up (yea)
Opps on my block, don't give a fuck bout what they thought
All these bros back down
All these hos back now
Swithcing flows back now
Kuzi done for a while sike



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Writer(s): Owen Koosmann
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