BLOCSNOT! lyrics

[Intro]
Eh [?] what you got there, huh?

[Verse 1: BlocBoy JB]
Huh, b*tch, I'm up on go, I don't ever stop at stop signs
Riding with my dawg, n*gga, this sh*t feel like True Crime
Paranoid 'bout [?] thug life like 2Pac
Two Glocks, got a hundred bands up in the shoe box
Who really riding with a n*gga?
Everytime it's time to shoot, you know I'm sliding on them n*ggas
My fingers stay up on the trigger
I'ma pop him like a [?]
Make him dead like [?]
You want smoke, then reconsider
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Walk with the chop, chop, [?]
Don't worry, lil' n*gga, hakuna matata
Got n*ggas [?]
By-by-by any means, n*gga, we changing the dollar
I'm [?] n*gga like snakes and iguanas
Banana on me, it's some apes in the jungle
She lick it, I quit it, that is my persona
Baby, you know you can't kick it [?]

[Verse 2: Chris King]
[?] the back when I'm breaking the glass
You cannot kick [?] step [?]
[?] I'm kicking my foot in your ass
[?] reloaded when I load [?] the iron and [?] your ass
Winter baby, I'm the coldest
Got [?] white girl [?] the stash
Hit the [?] while I skim through the [?]
Like a sweepstakes, got the [?] in the back
Street sweep n*ggas, leaving [?]
Street preachers [?] bible on dash
They keep spitting, this chopper gon' blast
I don't cuff a b*tch, but I'm palming her ass
Got [?]
[?] so I dig through the pantry
b*tch, I'm a chief, I ain't talking 'bout Kansas