M Block lyrics

[Verse 1: D Savage]
n*ggas talking all that sh*t but they don't know me
D Savage was fifteen running from the police
Young street n*gga but I bool with the OGs
Grizzy bang yo f*cking set, he don't f*ck with no flunkies
Rolling up the loud, thumbs down when you see me
D Savage and Grizzy, bro we bound to be on TV
What you gonna do when that gun pop
Loud is so f*cking strong, make your heart stop
Thirty round shots and sh*t in my f*cking Glock
Sake World appearance up on M Block
I do this sh*t, I'm with the sh*ts so n*gga keep your mouth shut
You move funny, die funny and the forty spitting head to gut
Looking, lurking, watching type of n*gga, I'm gone find ya
Geeking with the bros, f*ck these hoes, diamonds blind ya
I pull up on the set, on the scene, wearing all supreme
With my f*cking gang, the f*ck you mean, I'm rolling off a bean
Packs on top of racks, Cadillacs, I do it all for Jack
Rolling off a flat, Sake tats [?]

[Verse 2: Grizzy]
Yeah, Grizzy
Young Sizzle from the back b*tches already know me
Only eight years old when I'm chilling with the brodie
Shooting AKs make the big homies know me
If a n*gga lacking, then I'm clapping that's an OG
Smoking all this weed, that's how everybody know me
Me and D Savage bout to kill it, that's on me
Weej killing [?] got the other b*tch on me
And Lee's got b*tch and you know he's in the backseat
n*ggas wanna know my favorite team, it's Miami Heat
If a n*gga want the heat, he can meet me n*gga, I'm in the street
n*gga this is Grizzy what the f*ck [?]
Put a boss ring on my motherf*cking pinky ring
I'm gone
[Verse 3: D Savage]
I said I'm f*cking gone, balling like Lebron
Money long, blow like Cheech and Chong
b*tch I'm smoking loud, I'm smoking stank, what the f*ck you want
Pack on chedda [?]
You want hoe, go and get you one