Block Boy 2.0 lyrics

[Verse 1: Asaad aka Saudi Money]

Saudi, yeah, yeah
Fendi, louis, true-y, gooey
Milo Feragammo
Still polo, polo
And I f*ck with the Azano's
Catching bodies ev'ry day and bodies ev'ry night
Cause I'm young and living life
And your head got a price (Uh)
'Preme n*gga this the murder block
Exterminatin', we murder cops
Hundred n*ggas on speed dial
My shooters, they got shooters
Real n*ggas, we don't f*ck with rats
Thrill n*ggas, where the f*ck you at?
Blowing it down like a lumberjuck
And you n*ggas some losers
Trappin' trappin' trappin'
I ain't had no sleep
f*ckin' geeked
Up in traffic traffic traffic all week
Said this 40 under this Gucci belt
10 racks, all hunnids
Get 'em for the going rate
Cause all my n*ggas one hunnid
30 30s on the north side
Pull up on em let the door slide
Aimin' like i got four rides
Treating n*ggas like they young boys
Stupid n*ggas under fools gold
f*ck I care about a crack head
Run a n*gga while in a swimming pool
Now, I don't f*ck around with swimming pool clothes
44 got a red nose
Uvex when I pulled up and I popped out
And I hopped out, lookin' fresh
Balmain leather sweats
Still f*ckin' b*tches in the 'jects
To impress
You say I ain't getting money
n*gga INCORRECT
Ten thousand dolla' check
And I'ma spend it on your neck
[Hook: Asaad aka Saudi Money (x9)]

Yeah, I'm a block boy (Trap, Trap, Trap)

[Verse 2: King Louie]

I just bought of pair red shoes
Got a pocket full of dead dudes
I put money on em, call it dead news
n*ggas foo foo then a pair of Trues
I'm riding dirty with a pair of twos
You wit' yo' n*gga, y'all a pair of b*tches
Had a couple of choppers, no helicoptors
Leavin' DOA, no need for doctors
Stayin' for a block, then peep the block up
See I'm on this block
And that's where he got shot up (True though!)
Go an' get your b*tch, so she can eat some c*ck up
All this ice on her, someone be more watchful
Can't be too flashy, cause them people watching
I ain't wanna talk, these n*ggas talk of b*tches
Eat a di*k, they be no talking
On GP, this sh*t happen often
'Till i met a coffin, I smoking laurel
While I'm getting money
b*tches f*ck the homies
Trying to get up on me
Speedin' in that straight
They can pull up on me
My name is Louie, but they call me Tony
b*tch with us, taking c*ck
Making blocks, taking blocks, hit the cops
Kill a snitch
That's it (That's it)
[Hook: Asaad aka Saudi Money (x9)]