Block Boy (feat. Bobby Shmurda)

You could tell I'm a block boy
You could tell I've been hangin' on that block boy
You could tell I've been rollin' down that block boy
And she asks me whats the Glock for
You could tell I'm a block boy
You could tell I've been hangin' on that block boy
You could tell I've been rollin' down that block boy
And she asks me whats the Glock for

Ok the flow right, let's get this dough right
I'm just waitin 'til its show time to get some more shine
Then she asked me if I'm alright ain't sleep in 4 nights
In that pussy I'm a slow grind in it all night
I'ma hit that pussy 4 times then 1 more time
Then tell my baby that its go time I got to go grind
I'm with Foolie in that low ride we ball like 4 9's
Run up on me, I'ma blow mines, hit you 4 times, then 1 more time
Now you can tell I'm a trap boy
You could tell 67th that lil black boy
Tell that Sergeant and that motherfuckin' Cap', boy
Now they mad a nigga made it out the trap boy

You could tell I'm a block boy
You could tell I've been hangin' on that block boy
You could tell I've been rollin' down that block boy
And she asks me whats the Glock for
You could tell I'm a block boy
You could tell I've been hangin' on that block boy
You could tell I've been rollin' down that block boy
And she asks me whats the Glock for

Ok I'm runnin' yo block, settin' up shop, I'm countin' this gwap
Molly, Zans, and the Lean you can come cop
Runnin from cops, I know that they watch and I know that you hate
Niggas better check in when they hit my state
Foolie Tha Prince, I call up Bobby when I'm in New York
As long as I'm trappin I'm keepin a torch
Shoot up yo block if I hop out the Porsche
Long stick with a long clip, got a bad bitch I give her long Dick
Posted up on Wall Street, leave em on the wall if a nigga trip
I got money now so I'm Shmoney Dancin
They used to look up at me like I wouldn't make it
You can tell I'm a block boy I'm never changin'
If you see me in your land it's the same location

You could tell I'm a block boy
You could tell I've been hangin' on that block boy
You could tell I've been rollin' down that block boy
And she asks me whats the Glock for
You could tell I'm a block boy
You could tell I've been hangin' on that block boy
You could tell I've been rollin' down that block boy
And she asks me whats the Glock for

Aye I'm still fly on that block boy
Leave them yellow caution signs on yo block boy
GS9 700 on yo block boy
Leavin' pumpkin heads like it's October
I'm still an animal from the wild nigga
We be juggin we got that loud nigga
An check in when you in my town nigga
Around killas that will come and press ya line quickly
They might chip him like Ricky, in the streets it get Mickey
They might stick em up and book em when you come to the city
I'm with Foolie and Shmurda you know we bout to go get it
And we finna touch millions so like the gang we gone split it
700

You could tell I'm a block boy
You could tell I've been hangin' on that block boy
You could tell I've been rollin' down that block boy
And she asks me whats the Glock for
You could tell I'm a block boy
You could tell I've been hangin' on that block boy
You could tell I've been rollin' down that block boy
And she asks me whats the Glock for