Hanging On The Block

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ooh, Austin) Yeah Boy Come on Yeah [Verse] Ayy, we just hangin' on the block, I know you see them pistols This bitch like a mini missile, please don't let it hit you (Baow) You so motherfuckin' broke, probably thought I dissed you They got no motherfuckin' hope, all you got is a pistol (Yeah) These hoes know I got that money, I still ask 'em for it (I still ask 'em for it) I might just hit you with that blick, I'd be mad I showed you I hit her from the back, she tellin' me keep goin' (Yeah) I'm a young nigga, puttin' up big stats, T Owens I fuck around and hit a nigga with that gun and keep goin' The big homie let you get a bag from him and now you owein' Don't let him put a ticket on you, we gon' come and get it for him I did some shit while I was fresh, I had to change my Rick Owens, boy The bag came, I'm in the trap countin' the profit I'm like Allen Iverson, you try to check me, I'm gon' rock you If I ain't got that thing on me, probably beat you down like Rocky (Yeah) But the chance is so slim, I always got that pocket rocket (I always got that pocket rocket, nigga) Had to lock the door inside the crib, I'm countin' up We like the gas station, you pull up, we gon' fill you up (We gon' fill you up) Ain't have no chance to duck Was starin' at me, so I asked him, "You a fan or what?" (You a fan or what?) Yeah, boy (Come on) Was starin' at me, I upped blick, and now he backin' up (Now he backin' up) I barely sleep inside the trap, I'm always baggin' up (I'm always baggin' up) Oh, that's the plug, when he pull up, he always baggin' up (You know he backin' in) You know it's me when I'm drivin', I do a hundred plus (Skrrt) These hoes startin' to act like niggas, she asked me can we fuck? (She asked me can we fuck?) These niggas lames, you probably never fucked a hundred up (Boy) You'd probably catch a body, you come and spend the summer with us You gotta stay patient, they gon' play you when you comin' up Niggas be dumb and spend the money before they count it up (Before they count it up) I can just lay down on my back and watched her fuck it up (And watched her fuck it up) I just hit the stu' and rapped, now I'm a hundred up (Now I'm a hundred up) This shit was crazy how my dogs started off with just an eight-ball Now he pushin' foreigns, he got eight cars (He got eight cars) My nigga dumb, he said if he ain't had no money, he'd just take y'alls I'm tryna get in to see the bigger picture, but he Ray Charles (Nigga, Ray Charles) Yeah (Yeah) Tryna get in to see this shit for what it is Nigga, like me, I'm tryna get the plug and pass it to my kids (Nigga, like me, I'm tryna get the plug and pass it to my kids, nigga)