Blocka Blocka

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[Intro: That Mexican OT] (Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?) (Fred, shoot, Fred, shoot) [Chorus: That Mexican OT] Ridin' 'round with my gorillas like we all dressed up in BAPE Blocka, blocka, we Milly Rock 'em, then make 'em Harlem Shake Shabba, Shabba, that Shabba Rank, I got eight gold rings Four gold chains and one gold tooth Like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks, ha Push up in a droptop and scratch off all of its paint, ha Ain't never with rara, I fah, fah and break the lane I'm smokin' on that lala and sippin' baba, that drink, right [Verse 1: That Mexican OT] Hop out the casket, it's time for you to do your open brain surgery I'm inside of your hood tryna do me a brain burglary Who ain't heard of me? I'll make it rain burgundy Another body on the Glock, now it's in pain, burnin' pee I'm off eight tabs of acid, my brain's oozin' out my ear I pull the tongue of meat out so when he scream, I could hеar it clear Cut his head off and I saw it back on the body of a deer I don't know if thе acid hittin' or I can smell his fuckin' fear Bitch, what the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Fuck that, fuck talkin', stomp him out Chomp 'em down, then they chalk 'em out Bitch, what the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Fuck that, fuck talkin', stomp him out Chomp 'em down, then they chalk 'em out [Chorus: That Mexican OT] Ridin' 'round with my gorillas like we all dressed up in BAPE Blocka, blocka, we Milly Rock 'em, then make 'em Harlem Shake Shabba, Shabba, that Shabba Rank, I got eight gold rings Four gold chains and one gold tooth Like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks, ha Push up in a droptop and scratch off all of its paint, ha Ain't never with rara, I fah, fah and break the lane I'm smokin' on that lala and sippin' baba, that drink, right [Verse 2: Denzel Curry] Belligerent, them boys feelin' froggy, they move amphibious You jumpin' to get your head stomped, dumpin' on every nemesis (Bah) Nigga's throwin' signs, they a bunch of Shinobi villages And Ultraground is nothin' but reapers, we movin' militant with ill intent (Ayy) Very intelligent, act illiterate to get into position of power, that's an antithesis (Okay) OT, that be my Mexican, nothin' less of it I pledge allegiance to dollar bills, them dead presidents Assassinated (Brrt), leave my adversaries dilapidated So many bitch ass nigga in this game, it's oversaturated Find your body dead in the ocean, he'll be aight though Niggas try to fuck with the scythe ya get sliced, ho [Chorus: That Mexican OT] Ridin' 'round with my gorillas like we all dressed up in BAPE Blocka, blocka, we Milly Rock 'em, then make 'em Harlem Shake Shabba, Shabba, that Shabba Rank, I got eight gold rings Four gold chains and one gold tooth Like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks, ha Push up in a droptop and scratch off all of its paint, ha Ain't never with rara, I fah, fah and break the lane I'm smokin' on that lala and sippin' baba, that drink, right
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- Writers
- That Mexican OT
- Denzel Curry
- Fred On Em