Blessing Me

Ayy, it's Block
Ayy, bring that shit back, gang
Gettin' all these racks, gettin' all these cheese
Every time that I hit the, uh, what

Every time that I hit the stage, fans blessin' me
Can't tell you how to get money, what
Gettin' all these racks, gettin' all these cheese
Every time that I hit the stage, fans blessin' me

Can't tell you how to get money, that's giving game
All these lame ass fuck niggas, try me with the chain
Like I won't snatch a nigga clothes, leave him in the dirt
I can spend about three thousand, not give a bitch a purse

Hit em up, smoke a good wood, smoke a nigga lungs
If you fail, better get up, make another run (on gang)
Started as a regular, now I'm comin' up
All these chains, they be hanging look like a nigga suited up

Ain't no Power Ranger, I don't be savin' none of these hoes
I be quick to kick a bitch, is she playin' on her roll
When I with the gang, we ridin' round in mobs, nigga
My lil' nephew sellin' packs to see a drug dealer

I'm too proper, I can give a bitch thug feelings
About a hundred K to book a real trap, nigga
I'm with the killers and the big dogs
I'm ridin' with my niggas, we roll the woods

With a three-five, we serving on the block
I'm gettin' high, but I get money
Every bitch that I had used to act funny
Gettin' all these racks, gettin' all these cheese

Every time that I hit the stage, fans blessin' me
Can't tell you how to get money, that's giving gang
All these lame ass fuck niggas, try me with the chain
Like I won't snatch a nigga clothes, leave him in the dirt

I can spend about three thousand, I give a bitch a purse
Smoke a good wood, smoke a nigga lung
If you fail, better get up, make another run
Different type of breed when I wake up

Cookin' up the syrup with your bitch to get your cake up
BK's in the trunk, when we slidin', we gon' lay somethin'
40 ridin' heavy with my niggas
He gon' gas up, get dangerous, nigga

See me black, on black, I'm like a ninja
Maybach with the tent, five percent with my seat up
Bitches tryna hit a nigga down in the DM
Bitch, you ain't shit, throw the deuces when I see you

Uh, movin', movin' through the city with my hand on my pole
I ain't rich, I ain't famous, they just hating on the code
Niggas always hatin', I can strike another pose
But your bitch gon' like it quick, hating on the bros

Gettin' all these racks, gettin' all these cheese
Every time that I hit the stage, fans blessin' me
Can't tell you how to get money, that's giving gang
All these lame ass fuck niggas, try me with the chain

Like I won't snatch a nigga clothes, leave him in the dirt
I can spend about three thousand, I give a bitch a purse
Get a mug, smoke a good wood, smoke a nigga lungs
If you fail, better get up, make another run, on gang