From the Block
Fenix Flexin, D-Block Europe
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I'm with DBE, we came from the streets, nigga I just poured a four in a Fanta peach I'm with DBE, we came from the streets (That's the D-Block) We done got it out the mud All we know is eat (Servin' rerock) Ayy, I ain't lackin', boy, I'm packin' heat (Boy, I'm packin' heat) Ayy, this yo' bitch, I turned her to a freak (O oh) i'm with DBE, bitch, we totin' chops (Totin' chops) all up on the Billboard We came from the block (We came from the block) I remember I was broke Now I rock Gucci socks (Ayy) Bando Baby 29 gon' let that Ruger pop (Buh, buh) So much on my body, it don't work with me I know some niggas in my city wanna murder me I got rich and now I see These niggas turn on me And that is really burnin' me I'm chillin' in some Burberry My nigga caught a body out in Fairfax He air it out Drugs up in my body, all the drama I can't hear that Draco like designer, he gon' wear that Wear my AP and my Rollie, I compare that And I'm still up in my kitchen (Kitchen) , I can make a brick flip Really got me feelin' like a misfit I'm with Fenix and he flexin' My hitter bring the TEC in Told that bitch her pussy impressive (Uh) I'm with DBE, we came from the streets (That's the D-Block) We done got it out the mud All we know is eat (Servin' rerock) Ayy, I ain't lackin', boy, I'm packin' heat (Boy, I'm packin' heat) Ayy, this yo' bitch, I turned her to a freak (O oh) i'm with DBE, bitch, we totin' chops (Totin' chops) all up on the Billboard We came from the block (We came from the block) I remember I was broke Now I rock Gucci socks (Ayy) Bando Baby 29 gon' let that Ruger pop (Buh, buh) If she ain't got no Rollie She ain't one of us Share her location with me and She does not fuss She need some ecstasy to see Her through the night from LAX I just put that bitch on a flight-flight (Skeet-skeet) Bando 29, the Ruger go skeet-skeet One green light and that's yo' funeral Skeet-skeet Diamonds Aquafina, call them Aquafi-fi OT, trappin' out a B&B, skeet-skeet You know I'm the nigga made it filthy rich (Rich) lil' London nigga from the mud Can't change that i'm a bad friend Percocets, Percocets (yeah, yeah) I'm with DBE, we came from the streets (That's the D-Block) We done got it out the mud All we know is eat (Servin' rerock) Ayy, I ain't lackin', boy, I'm packin' heat (Boy, I'm packin' heat) Ayy, this yo' bitch, I turned her to a freak (O oh) i'm with DBE, bitch, we totin' chops (Totin' chops) all up on the Billboard We came from the block (We came from the block) I remember I was broke Now I rock Gucci socks (Ayy) Bando Baby 29 gon' let that Ruger pop (Buh, buh)
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Written by: ADAM WILLIAMS, FENIX RYPINSKI, JOSEPHE DESEVE, RICKY BANTON
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