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Switching lanes with the thing
Keep it next to me
Shit I rob, I'ma serve 'em
My foot on the gas and I'm swervin'
I be pulling out fast like a virgin

These niggas be fake, gotta watch them
I'm hot, so I know they plottin'
Go broke, have lil' bro rob them
That Nina my problem solver
Man down, no

life
Free my dogs, they got hit by the vise
What they did to Lil Dae wasn't right
(whoa, shit) what they did it was dead wrong
Since then I been goin'

All them lil white babies runnin' 'round my block ya

See me see me now I'm runnin up by thousands
Catch you with ya dogs you don't act the same with

Block Hot
Block Hot

The Block is hot
Gotta watch out for the ops
In and out
Birds coming by the flock
They setup shop
Just to get a lil guap
Plot

(Saucey, you're a genius)
(Aztro in the cut)

Just put a magnum on the bottom of my Glock
So if we walk down, we ain't gon' rob him, he get shot

of the 'Bach
Nigga this that Maybach, remember way back, I was trappin' and strapped
This was back when Lil Roc stay with Titi and I start fuckin' with Cap

thangs, 'cause once the world was
bringin' me down.
Mesmerized, controlled by the other side,
and the devil was in my town, looking for me . . .

Wish:
. .

(Lil Wayne) on  my daddy soul
That nigga shirt says the
Best rapper alive with
A picture of me on that motherfucker

(Richie  Rich)
Started chasing

dead folks
You know my eyes nice and low like I make egg rolls, oh

I got them pills, we call 'em illies
I got the wet, I'm water whippin'
I rob his

on it it's a lil weaker
Got London mad with me i was hittin Nika
Make her my baby mama was my lil eater
Dope got wet had to dry it out by the heater
She

Ohhh

You know 

Who in here man 

Killa keem, Fronta

Kellz, Lah rob

Yah digg yah Understand me 

Yah heard me 

But look you know 

If you don’t

Got me a bad lil bitch Yeah
That I be sexting (that I be sexin)
She be blowin my line up whenever
I dont answer her message (when I dont asnwer her

Niggas paying 32 with outa problem
My plug stoped serving we and we gonne rob em
(keep it moving) that ain't snich scale who
You folling see when
You weigh

XD45 hit a lil nigga face
Putting him right in his place, I be like that shit crazy
Ain't no niggas snatching my chain
It was bad had to hit me

a dead man)
You're officially dead, from now on you are now marked for death
(Marked for death lil nigga!)
I'm a fill you up wit lead, from now on you are

the trappin'
In the cell and i swear that they trapped in
Fake Hard
And i know that they actin
Nowadays bitches booties by plastic
Niggas fake and they cap with

got no feelings
I swear that I been trapping since a lil, I pass my lil one the glock he gon' kill some
Niggas gon' fold on you they all hoes, niggas

through the city in a top down coupe, with my seat back
I been getting money dawg, but you lil niggas knew that
She say she love me, she love the money

to fight
To prove a nigga from the block
That you won't let a nigga knock
Or rob a nigga from your block
That's why I had to buy a Glock
A 17 but airsoft

just hear what I'm Saying
Go get the cash take off the mask
Lil nigga don't slip up again
They put in that work they kill you
For work this shit supply

Waste no Time

Aye what they call you what's yo name yeah la'tyii lil nigga
Say what's the word I hit the curb bout mines I'm dying lil nigga
I call

head I'm boinking
I'm just out here fuckin' floating
I'm not joking, I'm just smoking
"Probably with Bruh", I'm quoting (ahh!)
Lil Bruh! You motherfucker

Spoke out the truth, you can't just tell me something, lil' bitch, you gotta  show me
Shoot out the roof, the way I drive this bitch, they all swear