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blockwork - king of drill lyrics

[intro]
‘rahh, ‘rahh, ‘rahh, ‘rahh, n+gga
grahh+grahh, n+gga
grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh (like r.i.p dotty)
it’s— (still [?] a lot, n+gga)
it’s blockwork, b+tch (like y’all know my bop)
like, grahh (move funny, you die)
like, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh (‘rahh+’rahh+’rahh)

[chorus]
ain’t no flocka’s allowed in this party
big gdk, i might bend thru the garvy
smokin’ nick, n+gga right in my marley
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, i ain’t takin’ no, “sorry”
like pop out, lets see what they on
i’m smokin’ lou, i mix it with the [?]
they like, “blocky the g, he be snappin’ on songs”
if i see an opp, then this .9, he get dropped

[verse 1]
oh they wanna diss me? that sh+t was wack
and if i see jenny, that b+tch gettin’ slapped
and these n+ggas cap in they raps
r.i.p dot, i’ma go get a tat
like, if he notti boppin’, i’ma black
walk up, get to flockin’, let it clap
oh he tried to spin? do him like ray
word to my motha’, he ain’t comin’ back
you get shot if you runnin’ your mouth
gotta watch who you bring in ya’ housе
like, ’cause n+ggas be chasin’ for clout
b+tch, i was brokе and they ain’t help me out
i got my name from the block, no cap
on the 5 and the 8, n+ggas know where we at
oh that’s a goon? i’ma shoot, no pass
if he throw up a g, that’s his ass
[chorus]
ain’t no flocka’s allowed in this party
big gdk, i might bend thru the garvy
smokin’ nick, n+gga right in my marley
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, i ain’t takin’ no, “sorry”
like pop out, lets see what they on
i’m smokin’ lou, i mix it with the [?]
they like, “blocky the g, he be snappin’ on songs”
if i see an opp, then this .9, he get dropped

[verse 2]
f+ck the opps, i be smokin’ on lou
sha gz, what did you do for yo’ bro?
he ain’t never get back, he was never on go
if i see an opp, i was feenin’ to throw
he ain’t tryna spin, n+ggas scared
trey got shot in his head, oh yeah
when i be spinnin’, gee gotti ain’t there
big choppa, i’m tryna see how he hits
i used to walk up that block with my deuce
wockiesha, don’t need no juice
everything dead, i ain’t makin’ no truce
if he bend with his mans, then i’m boomin’ him too
red beam, i put that sh+t on his face
opp thot, i put the beam on her lace
dude on the block with no knocks, you laced
i’m smokin’ mdot, right to the face
like d+mn, they got me mad, i might tweak
2 opps got shot, n+ggas died in a week
n+ggas talkin’ on bro, he can’t even speak
b+tch i get the money, i gotta eat
better watch how he talkin’ to me
if we don’t got the v, then we walk up on feet
and you know that it’s me by the beat
i be clutchin’ my g while i walk cross the street
[chorus]
ain’t no flocka’s allowed in this party
big gdk, i might bend thru the garvy
smokin’ nick, n+gga right in my marley
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, i ain’t takin’ no, “sorry”
like pop out, lets see what they on
i’m smokin’ lou, i mix it with the [?]
they like, “blocky the g, he be snappin’ on songs”
if i see an opp, then this .9, he get dropped

[outro]
like d+mn, if i see an opp, then this— ‘rahh
if i see an opp, then this .9, he get dropped, like, grahh
it’s blockwork, b+tch, like d+mn, grahh, grahh (like grahh, grahh, grahh, boom, b+tch)
it’s blockwork— like d+mn (it’s what, like d+mn, ‘rahh, ‘rahh)

- blockwork lyrics

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