ysr gramz & enrgy beats - ona block lyrics
[intro: ysr gramz]
(enrgy made this one)
yeah
yung sak runner, lsp sh+t, n+gga, you know what the f+ck goin’ on
slap+five, dummy
[chorus: ysr gramz]
fell in love with this b+tch, her name waikiki
shootin’ dice, i’m finna throw this nine, shout+out my cousin nene
it’s gon’ be a bl++dy scene if i call habibi
shot three opps the same time, n+gga, that’s a three+peat
this little b+tch blowin’ up my phone, she wanna suck my wee+wee
i know some n+ggas throwin’ fours down and i know some gds
i don’t wanna f+ck that lil’ b+tch, she got the heebie+jeebies
b+tch, i sell a whole lot of weed, i used to cell cds
[verse: ysr gramz]
we’ll spin your whole block like a rapper cd
n+gga, the first chain i ever bought, it was all vvs
b+tch, we still posted on lebeau, n+gga, come and see me
you can team up like kd, b+tch, you still can’t beat me (still can’t beat me)
bro got a hundred on his k, that b+tch a hun’ diddy
n+gga fell in love with that b+tch, she f+cked the whole city (what the f+ck?)
off+white shoes on my feet cost four+fifty
b+tches fell in love with our block, i’m from lebeau city (lebeau city)
lil’ dog mad at lil’ bro, he got his ho with him (he got his ho with him)
i ain’t gotta put no money up, shawty gon’ go get it (she gon’ go get it)
in the hood bumpin’ lil wayne, this car got no ceilings
i was young as h+ll lookin’ up to a dope dealer
i won’t set my gun around bro, he a pole stealer
everybody f+cked that lil’ b+tch, you put your nose in her
car drivin’ fast down the block, we put holes in it
i just took exotic+ass pop and poured fours in it
how the f+ck you hangin’ with that n+gga? that n+gga told on n+ggas
this ar got a stock, but it fold, it’ll fold some n+ggas
f+ck n+ggas, run that money up is what i told my n+ggas
i know bro gon’ k!ll somethin’ for me, i share clothes with him
out in cali with my n+gga ty, i sold lows with him
i’m actin’ like i really like this b+tch, i play roles with ’em
she really got a whole waterpark, so i dove in it
i really want a hood+ass b+tch like glorilla
throwin’ fives in his face, n+gga, you can’t see me
b+tch was talkin’ too much, so i beat up her bd (beat his ass)
i get love in the ‘raq, i know a couple bds
the only rapper i wanna do a feature with is that n+gga veeze
[chorus: ysr gramz]
fell in love with this b+tch, her name waikiki
shootin’ dice, i’m finna throw this nine, shout+out my cousin nene
it’s gon’ be a bl++dy scene if i call habibi
shot three opps the same time, n+gga, that’s a three+peat
this little b+tch blowin’ up my phone, she wanna suck my wee+wee
i know some n+ggas throwin’ fours down and i know some gds
i don’t wanna f+ck that lil’ b+tch, she got the heebie+jeebies
b+tch, i sell a whole lot of weed, i used to cell cds
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