Block Beater lyrics

by

Gunna


[Intro]
Uh
(Run that back, Turbo)

[Chorus]
We outta state, she like the taste, skeet in her face, uh (Uh)
Flew outta space, you outta place, nobody safe, uh (Nobody)
I found a way, got out the way (Ah)
Knew how to wait, don’t know how to hate (Uh)
A whole lotta cake, they threw out the case
I know I can make a whole lotta pape' (Ya)

[Verse 1]
I know I can make me some more millions
I know I can take off and go to the sun
My lawyer gon' go get my record expunged
I don’t know if I wan' get the Wraith or the Dawn
I ordered the Lamb' truck, can’t wait 'till it comes
She got on her knees, she can’t wait 'till I c*m
She give that fi’ head when her hair in a bun (Fi')
Gunna only one , don’t compare me to none
Count up that check, first of the month (Count it)
Took my LA b*tch to Tayo for lunch (Lunch)
Walkin' down Rodeo, smokin' on Runtz (Runtz)
Rocks in my ear, I can’t hear the response (Response)
Chocolate b*tch, she the same color crunch (Chocolate)
Poppin' sh*t they thought that couldn’t be done (Poppin' sh*t)
Opposite and we can never be one
Poppin' this sh*t, livin' life, havin' fun (Fun)
[Chorus]
We outta state, she like the taste, skeet in her face, uh (Uh)
Flew outta space, you outta place, nobody safe, uh (Uh)
I found a way, got out the way
Knew how to wait, don’t know how to hate (Uh)
A whole lotta cake, they threw out the case
I know I can make a whole lotta pape' (Ya)

[Verse 2]
I know I can make the whole family rise
I know the truck can’t even fit in the garage
She horny 'cause she keep on winkin' her eyes
I’m hungry, I need me a piece of the pie
Upgrade the watch, I put glass in the Sky (Upgrade)
Have so much sauce, I get cash to look fly
Rolls on the tongue, he been tellin' you lies
I know real n*ggas they can’t recognize
We runnin' low, I been gettin' high (I been gettin' high)
I want her throat, hop in and ride (Hop in and ride)
I twist some dope and it open my mind
I keep a stick, stay away from the crime (Yeah)
I grew up hard, you ain’t gon' see me cryin' (Nah)
Handle yo' business, don’t wan' hear you whine (Handle it)
Count up the millions, I used to sell dimes
f*ck all that bullsh*t, we know how to grind (Know how to grind)
[Chorus]
We outta state, she like the taste, skeet in her face, uh (Uh)
Flew outta space, you outta place, nobody safe, uh (Uh)
I found a way, got out the way
Knew how to wait, don’t know how to hate (Uh)
A whole lotta cake, they threw out the case
I know I can make a whole lotta pape' (Ya)

[Outro]
Yeah, nobody, yeah, uh
Yeah
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