Bloxk Day

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[Intro] Hmm Squad Squad Squad Helluva made this beat, baby Dumbass SMO, ayy SMO, ayy Snow dat, huh [Verse 1] Bitch, it's the red zone, nigga, from the East, huh Know I act like Bloc, see you niggas and don't speak I'ma slide on you niggas, treat this shit like 03 Fitted cap, tall tee, fresh bows with the crease And you know a nigga still screamin' fuck the other side (Huh) 'Cause they don't know me at all, but they mad, huh Don't swipe not shit, but I punch and I slide I'm rough and she ride, we'll fuck up your life, huh, now listen I can't tote no chopper thing 'less the clip ign'ant, huh I don't want no AR pistol 'less the mickey in it, huh I ain't hangin' in no bar unless the blicky in it Four-five flip a nigga, slam him like he Sticky Fingaz, huh, huh, dumbass [Interlude] Slang, fuck ya Properly, fuck you, huh, huh Fuck that bitch too Don't trust that nigga in your trap, he might snitch, ooh [Verse 2] Couldn't cut yet, so in middle school, I was like, "Skip you," huh If you walk past my desk, I might trip you Heard them keys to kids like, "Ooh, your mama gon' get you" Now I'm grown and all on my own and ain't shit loose And we don't do no internet, pussy, we ain't into that Fuck her with a jimmy hat, dog talkin', finish that Blood on my thumbs look like balsamic vinaigrette Drugs in the club got me noddin', off, I'm really turnt Hollow tip'll leave his hat hangin' like he Timmy Turner Skilla say he got the trap bangin', we gon' send him work Leave a bitch with her back achin' and her feelings hurt Leave a nigga with his last words if I see him first, uh Used to move the red 'bows, we woke up for it, hmm Get your mans gone if you up yours, hmm Them niggas ding dong, can't keep up score, hmm Give him four new headstones, Mount Rushmore, uh Shake your bitch like paprika, shout out to my titi Meeka She saw me drinkin' that Henn', told me one day I was gon' need it Ain't gon' lie, damn near, I did, but I quit it, I be leanin' Percocets all in my pants, bands right next to heater Strapped up at all times, make me brush off, hmm Don't need no group of niggas to say fuck y'all, hmm Still'll catch him by hisself, we might rush dawg Take my buffs off, let me see, ayy Hang my arm out the window, let it sing Kick that pussy nigga over, make him breathe Pump that blood out his chest, hear him wheeze, huh We was in that nigga hood, he died on his street, huh Hey, fuck them other niggas, we can strap and stuff them other niggas Course them other niggas don't want smoke 'cause we the toughest niggas She gon' chew the dick like Bubblicious, say it's scrumptadilious But you know it's still fuck them bitches when I'm up a million Two-sided, niggas is chameleons, damn near comedians I'll bust a bitch ass civilian, just give me a reason Catch a nigga while he out in traffic, knock him over the median Don't beef with no idiots, pull that chopper talkin' over immediately, huh [Outro] Bingo
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- Sada Baby