Baller Blockin

Lyrics

[IntroShredGang Mone & BandGang Lonnie Bands] Shred Why they? Chopstar, shh Huh, why they baller blockin' us? (Shred, Shred) Huh, why they baller blockin' us? (Shred, Shred) Huh, huh [Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands & ShredGang Mone] I'm the '99 Juvie, bandana with the Uzi (Yeah) Hold on Nigga, I'm like Biggie in the Coogi, the '05 Gucci Huh The feds still watch how I'm movin', they don't like my influence Huh They still tryna see what I'm doin' They think I'm doin' way more than music (Hold on) Why they baller blockin' us? Huh, lockin' us Lock my whole crew like that shit was stoppin' us (Never) The opps sayin' they droppin' us (What?), but ain't droppin' nothin' (Naw) It take pape' to go to war and y'all ain't got enough, huh Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Glock with the switch, flip mode, it bust the bus Huh, put my young niggas in the field, they return they punts Huh, hundred pounds of that Kill Bill, the luggage stuffed Huh, Nashville, Tennessee with my young buck, huh For them green fifteens, they payin' thirty bucks Uh-huh, the spot filled with twelve white fiends, they the Brady Bunch They just wanna get high in peace, they don't say too much (Nah) Unc' whip the best dope, huh, he got the Midas Touch And lil' bro snatch souls, I call him Dracula I just got some new BINs (Shred), from Canada I can show you how to run it up and keep your stamina [Verse 2: ShredGang Mone] Only time you see me runnin' (What?), is if I'm runnin' down with Drac' Or if I'm runnin' to the bank Make a deposit, then I'm straight In a Scatpack, flyin' down the 8 (Skrrt) Kid on with that fire on my waist Don't think it's sweet, 'cause I'll fire up the place (Yeah) First spot that he try me same spot that he lay (On my mama) You wasn't made in a month, but my spot made today (Nah) FN, so I'm not finna play Tell me how these niggas want it (How these niggas want it?) See me in some shit, you know I own it (Yeah) White buffs, gold chains, and a blower (Yeah) Try to reach for this, then I'ma send him to the Lord (R.I.P.) I get on tip and I go slide when I'm bored They ain't gave me a fully 'cause they know I might just lose it (Yeah) Niggas rappin' all this gangster shit, they really boostin' (Shut the fuck up) 'Til I pull up, let a sixty out this Uzi (Rrah) On my mama, I'm these lil' niggas' influence (Yeah) And my young niggas respect me, one call, then it's done (Then it's done) We'll get his whereabouts and we gon' slide with them drums (We gon' slide with them drums) Drop a hundred on his block and watch 'em run (He gone) Speakin' on Dots, and on Dots, it got him slumped, pussy ass niggas (Shred)