BLOCKSTAR

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Feelin' so recharged, she ate this sick not even an hour ago Yeah my dawgs, we gon' keep grindin' in the violence though Real life, I'm throwin' in these strip clubs what they signin' fo' I ain't gotta spend a dollar, help the strip [?] Must've drunk a pint today, sick I'm on my final four Poker face with all this shit, my emotions, I won't let 'em show Pocket watchin' ass nigga, it's probably why my pockets grow All the time this fan on me, I swear to God I love this four You ain't shootin' at none of mine, that's suicide, I ain't lettin' it go Seein' that he depressed and shit, ain't got no hustle, his money low I do-do-donе it all, RIP to Shawty Lo They can tell you watch you want, you niggas see it, shawty glow I know a nigga love this bag, countin' shit, it's fun to mе Think it's time to take this game, lock it down and throw the key Know I pour a four like every time, turn the sodas pink Teach 'em [?], fuck these bitches and do not care what niggas think Really been to hell and back, all my pain is in my ink Shawty really throat for real, I really [?], need a [?] Five different nigga [?], that's why that pussy stink Got this shit o hot like I'm outside in a hunnid minks I'm a Glockstar, I just turned Rockstar Fuckin' popstars, pockets big, Akbar Tellin' Wuda I'm a hoag and he my tata I'm so thankful for the game, I learned from papa Don't care if they don't like it, I put my feelings in this shit And no this ho' ain't mine, this ho' another nigga bitch These ho's act like leeches, man I swear these bitches ticks Havin' havin' ho' from heaven [?] I'll a