Lyrics: Kaliq Eastman
Music: Kaliq Eastman
l was posted on the bloc,
l was tryna make it sell,30-shot Glock we gon' empty out the shells
Niggas really trappin we can pass em out a mill
If we get to shootin and you all of the tell
Swerve up on the curb,and we pull up to his block
6 side slugs we gon let em pop the glock
Bro really trappin had his henesse out the pot
If he want beef we gon put him up on fox
With the A's late night makin bangers
shit lit, can't wait till we famous.
Gettin money, and l know it won't change us
Late night whitcha bitch ima take her.
Glock-40 and it came with a lazer
Shootin shit in the field still dangerous
In my soul know you never gon take it.
Never love a bitch my heart she won't break it
That's your bitch but she in my room naked
Only gang don't **** with no strangers
Runnin round with them less, so l had to erase em.(Gang)
Runnin down on a opp like freddy no chasin.(Uh)
She want me to chase her
But it's only the paper I'm chasin
l am just trappin, trappin money flip like gymnastic, nastics
That bitch is nasty, nasty she gon shake it for the cashy, cashy
l'm with the gang yeah, gang gang with the gang yeah.
(Woah).I'm with the A's Yeah. A's way, with the A's yeah
l was posted on the bloc,l was tryna make it sell,
30-shot Glock we gon' empty out the shells
Niggas really trappin we can pass em out a Mill
If we get to shootin and you all of the tell
Swerve up on the curb,and we pull up to his block
6 side slugs we gon let em pop the glock
Bro really trappin had his henesse out the pot
If he want beef we gon put him up on fox
I'm with the X, I'm with the Dubbs
Smokin gas till my lungs is nothin, yeah
Don't care watchu say. Don't try your luck
We throwin shots while y'all throwin shots
Up on the guap.l love the profit.
l keep my hoe back and countin my pockets
Big coats, you know l hold a rocket.
Choppa pick em'up and pop-em and lock em', ya, ya
Choppa make a nigga levitate, I'm tryna send a opp' to the gate
l know l just gotta concentrate.
l'm tryna make sure my money straight,(Money Straight)
Young ni**a, know that I'm up. l know these mothafu**ers hate.(Hate)
l know these mothafu**ers hate.(Why?)
l know they hate cause my shit hot, my shit pop, better kick rocks
I'm going up to the tip-top.And I know that shit gon bust ya fig top
She wanna come to the studio,
Tell that bitch lick cocks. Why Kevin always tryna bring dubbs
Boss up, she betta **** the whole gang, she betta **** the whole gang
l was posted on the bloc,
l was tryna make it sell,30-shot Glock we gon' empty out the shells
Niggas really trappin we can pass em out a mill
If we get to shootin and you all of the tell
Swerve up on the curb,and we pull up to his block
6 side slugs we gon let em pop the glock
Bro really trappin had his henesse out the pot
If he want beef we gon put him up on fox