Beat The Block
Beat the block, free Cuz, fuck the cops You know I came up from the bottom, now I'm
On top Now my chain full of water, look like raindrops
And I'm still cold hearted, but my name hot All this money on me, I'll be mad if I can't
Shop, ugh I got people countin' on me, so I can't stop
Hoes gon' be hoes, me and bro fucked the same bop
You know I ain't comin' empty-handed, bitch, I came glock
Uh, thumbin through that shit til my fingers hurt
These niggas actin', they should put they movies in theaters
Awh, yeah, shawty askin' me when I'm seein' her
I'm from the three-one-three, I fucked around, put the D in her
Like, ugh, you know my schedule be busy The stack tippin' over, had to level to fifties
I'm probably scratchin' on the trigger when my finger get itchy
Nigga, have you ever had to go and spin til you dizzy
I got a bad bitch and she don't wear no clothes around the house
She love to way my money 360 like roundabouts I'm laughin' to the bank, but that ain't nothin
To clown about Gah, uh, oat, gotta sound it out
I got it out the dirt, I guess it took a lil' time to sprout
Don't ask how much it is, it's gon' take a lil' time to count
I was bad as hell, I used to jump all over my mama couch
Now I'm jumpin', in and out the gym and I'm ballin' out
Beat the block, free Cuz, fuck the cops You know I came up from the bottom, now I'm
On top Now my chain full of water, look like raindrops
And I'm still cold hearted, but my name hot All this money on me, I'll be mad if I can't
Shop, ugh I got people countin' on me, so I can't stop
Hoes gon' be hoes, me and bro fuck the same bop
You know I ain't comin' empty-handed, bitch, I can't glock, ugh
I want the head, so she came top Said she wanna match my style, so she came
Locs, ugh Fuck your favorite rapper, hope he can't drop
You would think that I'm Korean, how his K-pop, ugh
Why they thinkin' they can take my spot
No, Unc old as hell, he be clutchin' on a snubnose I'm tryna take the baddest bitch home
When the club close, ugh Beat the block, free cuz, fuck the cops
You know I came up from the bottom, now I'm on top
Now my chain full of water, look like raindrops And I'm still cold hearted, but my name
Hot All this money on me, I'll be mad if I can't
Shop, ugh I got people countin' on me, so I can't stop
Hoes gon' be hoes, me and bro fucked the same bop
You know I ain't comin' empty-handed, bitch, I came glock
On top Now my chain full of water, look like raindrops
And I'm still cold hearted, but my name hot All this money on me, I'll be mad if I can't
Shop, ugh I got people countin' on me, so I can't stop
Hoes gon' be hoes, me and bro fucked the same bop
You know I ain't comin' empty-handed, bitch, I came glock
Uh, thumbin through that shit til my fingers hurt
These niggas actin', they should put they movies in theaters
Awh, yeah, shawty askin' me when I'm seein' her
I'm from the three-one-three, I fucked around, put the D in her
Like, ugh, you know my schedule be busy The stack tippin' over, had to level to fifties
I'm probably scratchin' on the trigger when my finger get itchy
Nigga, have you ever had to go and spin til you dizzy
I got a bad bitch and she don't wear no clothes around the house
She love to way my money 360 like roundabouts I'm laughin' to the bank, but that ain't nothin
To clown about Gah, uh, oat, gotta sound it out
I got it out the dirt, I guess it took a lil' time to sprout
Don't ask how much it is, it's gon' take a lil' time to count
I was bad as hell, I used to jump all over my mama couch
Now I'm jumpin', in and out the gym and I'm ballin' out
Beat the block, free Cuz, fuck the cops You know I came up from the bottom, now I'm
On top Now my chain full of water, look like raindrops
And I'm still cold hearted, but my name hot All this money on me, I'll be mad if I can't
Shop, ugh I got people countin' on me, so I can't stop
Hoes gon' be hoes, me and bro fuck the same bop
You know I ain't comin' empty-handed, bitch, I can't glock, ugh
I want the head, so she came top Said she wanna match my style, so she came
Locs, ugh Fuck your favorite rapper, hope he can't drop
You would think that I'm Korean, how his K-pop, ugh
Why they thinkin' they can take my spot
No, Unc old as hell, he be clutchin' on a snubnose I'm tryna take the baddest bitch home
When the club close, ugh Beat the block, free cuz, fuck the cops
You know I came up from the bottom, now I'm on top
Now my chain full of water, look like raindrops And I'm still cold hearted, but my name
Hot All this money on me, I'll be mad if I can't
Shop, ugh I got people countin' on me, so I can't stop
Hoes gon' be hoes, me and bro fucked the same bop
You know I ain't comin' empty-handed, bitch, I came glock
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Writer(s): Kelsey Coleman
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