Block

Yeah flip it
Hop in my bag turn digits
Told you ain't got no ceiling
Ride around town with a big bitch
Gang broke shit down like a piston
So they say we cold and ignant
And the cat just want my kids and
Why I said hey hoe just listen

Jit let me know that he an op
Shots sendin' I'm sendin' that drop
Might be the last one in that box
Like the rest make him turn to a bot
I might spin around come at yo thot
Spin this whole shit around spinnin' yo block
I got the territory on lock, whole block wanna know how much money I got

Love when I pull out the 42 (yuh)
We know what your shorty do
Cause she pull with you she not wanting you
I might catch up with her at the rendezvous
Ya friend could get it she want it too
Knew her back in the day it ain't nothing new
When I said I get it I really do
So lil baby just come be my lunchable

Yeah flip it
Hop in my bag turn digits
Told you ain't got no ceiling
Ride around town with a big bitch
Gang broke shit down like a piston
So they say we cold and ignant
And the cat just want my kids and
Why I said hey hoe just listen

Jit let me know that he an op
Shots sendin' I'm sendin' that drop
Might be the last one in that box
Like the rest make him turn to a bot
I might spin around come at yo thot
Spin this whole shit around spinnin' yo block
I got the territory on lock, whole block wanna know how much money I got

Love when I pull out the 42 (yuh)
We know what your shorty do
Cause she pull with you she not wanting you
I might catch up with her at the rendezvous
Ya friend could get it she want it too
Knew her back in the day it ain't nothing new
When I said I get it I really do
So lil baby just come be my lunchable



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Writer(s): Jonathan Ruiz
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