4gn mari feat. richie lennon & quezz - on the block lyrics
bought a couple xans from the doctor
then i brought the xans to the block
i done caught a tan on the block
we done shot yo mans on the block
2 cups, i got lean on the rocks
pull off, do the dash on the cops
put in work, im a star just like raw
going up, im the man on the south
im the ape so the jungle is my home
need a 10 if you want me on a song
dont play cuz we stay with the chrome
shots fired, going straight to the dome
stuck on money, i will never need a loan
cut her off but she wont leave me ‘lone
they ride my wave cuz they see me getting on
im getting paid every time i drop a song
yeah, they see me getting hot, hot
i really came from the block, yeah
i am never gonna stop, yeah
i put some lean on the rocks, yeah
when i hop in the booth i go off, yeah
i am a star just like raw, yeah
we do the dash, we take off, yeah
we moving them bags, santa claus
stick like a broom so you know we gone sweep
my n-ggas apes so you know they gone eat
i said i would make it but they aint believe
now im getting money, it keep on repeating
i, know my family proud
you are not gang cuz you didnt stay down
you know that the gang keep like hunnids of rounds
shoot at that n-gga, his body wasnt found
but i aint gone say too much
i just need 2 cups
you the bro then i wish you good luck
with anything you do
we gotta go and get that bag, we gotta make a move
richie on a percocet and 4 4 in the booth (hey!)
bought a couple xans from the doctor
then i brought the xans to the block
i done caught a tan on the block
we done shot yo mans on the block
2 cups, i got lean on the rocks
pull off, do the dash on the cops
put in work, im a star just like raw
going up, im the man on the south
im the ape so the jungle is my home
need a 10 if you want me on a song
dont play cuz we stay with the chrome
shots fired, going straight to the dome
stuck on money, i will never need a loan
cut her off but she wont leave me ‘lone
they ride my wave cuz they see me getting on
im getting paid every time i drop a song
hey, cut her off but she won’t leave me lone
hit her her friend and i had to catch the dome
put her out on the street i was wrong
put ya b-tch on a leash give her bones
got good grip imma put it on her lip
n-gga steady talking down, but they really need a lift
got hundreds on me now so i really can’t slip
yea i’m chilling with peso met em at phipps
three headed goats, we doing the most
we throwing up fours, u play get exposed
i tried to cut back but i did it some more
i popped me a perc, now im floating, no boat
she tried to go all the way down but she choked
she trying to flex on me she know that she broke
she snuck me inside of her house with a rope
i jumped off the balcony landed on both, feet
i’m on the block with a freak
she think the block is unique
i like the fifty’s they pink
she ask me why i ain’t speak
told her it’s no meet and greet
i want the real, real water you know that sh-t come out the sink
cartier gl-sses i don’t need to blink
bought a couple xans from the doctor
then i brought the xans to the block
i done caught a tan on the block
we done shot yo mans on the block
2 cups, i got lean on the rocks
pull off, do the dash on the cops
put in work, im a star just like raw
going up, im the man on the south
im the ape so the jungle is my home
need a 10 if you want me on a song
dont play cuz we stay with the chrome
shots fired, going straight to the dome
stuck on money, i will never need a loan
cut her off but she wont leave me ‘lone
they ride my wave cuz they see me getting on
im getting paid every time i drop a song
trap bunkin’ i been workin two phones
kel tec plastic no chrome
you bad at it you been hustling too long
off white yesterday now i’m rocking tulones
i invest in myself then i can’t go wrong
if ion make a 10 then i can’t go home
free my brothers out the pen no they can’t come home
no rap no cap i ain never wrote a song
yo b-tch off the leash, she wanted a piece
not yet i ain’t pleased, hoe get on yo knees (eh)
i went and burberry my sheets so i can skeet right on the b (eh)
you came witcha hoe she gone leave with us
them n-ggas vegan they think they want beef with us
guarantee we got more smoke than a diesel truck
if they ain’t starve wit us then they can’t eat wit us (hey)
first thing first ima don
2 cups stuffed but i’m the one
call shots like a phone and gun
tell ya daddy i aint playing with his son
no molly no bean i’m up, straight hundreds i done ran out of dubs
black heart i done ran out of love
shoutout mari it’s a 4gn world
bought a couple xans from the doctor
then i brought the xans to the block
i done caught a tan on the block
we done shot yo mans on the block
2 cups, i got lean on the rocks
pull off, do the dash on the cops
put in work, im a star just like raw
going up, im the man on the south
im the ape so the jungle is my home
need a 10 if you want me on a song
dont play cuz we stay with the chrome
shots fired, going straight to the dome
stuck on money, i will never need a loan
cut her off but she wont leave me ‘lone
they ride my wave cuz they see me getting on
im getting paid every time i drop a song (facts)
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