Raid Yo Block

Lyrics

(Verse 1) Bitch I bang down yo' block With that propane plastic Glock And I use it like a mop Just to clean up all you slop Now its back to the nether Totin' all black berettas If they were true bout' they chedda' Flick my wrist change the weather Plottin up on my moves Tryna fuck up my groove Bless with [?] There ain't nothin' to do Bunch just sit back and watch As I stack up my jewels I lead that boy in a pool Then smokin' ash on that fool, bitch (Interlude) (Verse 2) Bitch I rave through yo hood Weapons chopping like some wood Flip you up off yo' feet You couldn't with stand the heat From the land of the sand Where you can't trust no mans Cause they thirsty as fuck Fuck you over for bucks Pillow talk with them sluts They ain't really no mets They can't stick to no plans They ain't really bout bands They just busta muthafucka's Jelly Boy, Faggot Smuckers I can never ever trust em' So my weapon steady dumpin' At them muthafuckin hoes They just notice I'm a pro Imma sip this potion slow As I plot against my foes Imma laugh when they ass dead Fill em' full of fuckin' lead Stackin' up on all my bread If they catch me I'm going dead, hoe