Blocc Lit (BIRTHDAY Special)
Streets just called my phone
They say the block lit
Why the fuck i cant leave ha alone this shit so toxic
Ran it up so high got money falling out my robins
Rollin dope up back to back want stop until im Nauseous
This that rich nigga shit
She just want my money
I get fly want take a pic
I do this shit for nothing
You gone go out sad no i cant let you take shi from Me
You laugh up in my face like damn my feelings funny
I heard they left his shit on pumpkin
lil bra came out thumpn
They thought i was Houdini how i turn nothin to something
My phone keep on ringing we trappn Sunday to Sunday
This bitch she want a trip my trick ha and take ha to London
My momma know ion fuck with my cousin want Catch me at no function
I grip ha waist every time we fuck yeah im in it no Running
Im Number 1 i need a trophy to say that i done it
Yeah im the realest as it get always kept it a Hunnid
These 304s to fanned out she just want me take ha home
Yeah im that man now these bitches they cant leave Me alone
Im rocking chrome hearts cuz my heart is made of Chrome
Im just a dog as nigga i just wanna bone
Streets just called my phone
They say the block lit
Why the fuck i cant leave ha alone this shit so toxic
Ran it up so high got money falling out my robins
Rollin dope up back to back want stop until im Nauseous
This that rich nigga shit
She just want my money
I get fly want take a pic
I do this shit for nothing
You gone go out sad no i cant let you take shi from Me
You laugh up in my face like damn my feelings funny
They say the block lit
Why the fuck i cant leave ha alone this shit so toxic
Ran it up so high got money falling out my robins
Rollin dope up back to back want stop until im Nauseous
This that rich nigga shit
She just want my money
I get fly want take a pic
I do this shit for nothing
You gone go out sad no i cant let you take shi from Me
You laugh up in my face like damn my feelings funny
I heard they left his shit on pumpkin
lil bra came out thumpn
They thought i was Houdini how i turn nothin to something
My phone keep on ringing we trappn Sunday to Sunday
This bitch she want a trip my trick ha and take ha to London
My momma know ion fuck with my cousin want Catch me at no function
I grip ha waist every time we fuck yeah im in it no Running
Im Number 1 i need a trophy to say that i done it
Yeah im the realest as it get always kept it a Hunnid
These 304s to fanned out she just want me take ha home
Yeah im that man now these bitches they cant leave Me alone
Im rocking chrome hearts cuz my heart is made of Chrome
Im just a dog as nigga i just wanna bone
Streets just called my phone
They say the block lit
Why the fuck i cant leave ha alone this shit so toxic
Ran it up so high got money falling out my robins
Rollin dope up back to back want stop until im Nauseous
This that rich nigga shit
She just want my money
I get fly want take a pic
I do this shit for nothing
You gone go out sad no i cant let you take shi from Me
You laugh up in my face like damn my feelings funny
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