Calumet Block Boy lyrics

[Intro]
(Huncho)
b*tch, b*tch
Damn!
Yuh, yuh…
Yuh, YUH
Damn! Damn! Damn! (I laid the murder game down lettin' n*ggas know we not f*ckIN' around-)
Damn! (Where you get all them-)

[Verse 1]
Walk in this ho', I'ma flex
Catch him in traffic, on bro, make ‘em wreck
Got the whole world saying that I'm up next
Old white b*tch saying, “Let’s have some sex!"
Get you slimed out by sending a text
These n*ggas pus*y, they ain't tryna 'plex
.762 bullets went through his neck
Get the f*ck out, you ain't droppin' no neck!
Uh…
Young n*gga, I'm fresh to death
Shootin' the stick, boy, I'm finna go deaf!
He acting foul, I'ma give 'em a tech
I got way more techs than a Ref
.223 make 'em take his last breath
I’m watching fiends get high off some meth
Hol' on…
[Verse 2]
ARP make ‘em slumber
He got Armor still putting him Under
I’ma slime you in front of yo Mother
Shoot this ho like I play for the Thunder
I got skinny, I can rock Undercover
I’m tryna kill that n*gga and his brother
26 Calumet, I came from the gutter
Hellcat crying like FBG Butta
Yuh!
pus*y ass n*gga, you BURGER
I’m loose screw, boy, I just wanna murder
Chrome on my body just like Silver Surfer
I’m KD when I creep with the burner
Big ass tee, this b*tch Timmy Turner
Antonio Brown, I can’t be a worker
Bald head bullets I look like a barber
On his block, all black, I’m a lurker, damn!
Face shot now he retarded
Cookie pack, it smell like I farted
I’m like 2018 James Harden
I’m off two, n*ggas dead got me started
I’m Luracks, not a regular artist
A-Team sh*t but we not the smartest
I got a pole on me even in Target
Calumet block boy, you know I’m the hardest, damn!
[Outro]
Damn! Damn!
Damn! Damn!
Damn! Damn!
Damn! Damn!
Damn! Damn!
Damn! Damn!
Damn! Damn!
Damn! Damn!