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Artiste : Trippie Redd
Titre : Block
[Trippie Redd]
Internet Money, bitch
Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ooh
Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Big 14, know what the fuck goin´ on

Lil´, uh, bitch
Ayy, yeah (Hahahaha, Nick, you´re stupid)

[Trippie Redd]
They don´t understand who I am (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I had to WWE slam (Slam)
Down on these fuck niggas, yeah, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I said they had the murder rate high, yeah (Bah)
I said they had the murder rate high, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Pull up with them Glocks, nigga like, yeah (Yeah)
Pull up, send some shots, nigga like, yeah (Yeah)
Gunpowder get popped, nigga, like, yeah (Yeah)

[Trippie Redd]
We done had the whole hood hot, nigga, yeah (Woo)
Pull out on the block, nigga, like, yeah (Bitch)

I love the way your body drop, yeah, yeah (Way it drop, yeah)
The way it tumble then it flop, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
I don´t got the time to be playin´ games with the opps
Pull up with this chop´ and then I knock you out your socks (Bah)
Timeless, and I don´t need a motherfuckin´ clock
Man, I swear to God, all I need is my Glock and mop, yeah

[Trippie Redd]
They don´t understand who I am (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I had to WWE slam (Slam)
Down on these fuck niggas, yeah, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I said they had the murder rate high, yeah (Bah)
I said they had the murder rate high, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

Pull up with them Glocks, nigga like, yeah (Yeah)
Pull up, send some shots, nigga like, yeah (Yeah)
Gunpowder get popped, nigga, like, yeah (Yeah)

[StaySolidRocky]
Bitch, we stay like Ricky Bobby, not the Bobby with lil´ Whitney
I drop five up on the Glock and you think I ain´t bring it with me
I put four-fives in this big three-oh and spark it like a blizzy
I don´t show no love to city hoes but I do love this Glizzy
Make her vow to me, you will never jam when you in need
With this laserbeam, put him underneath the concrete
Better not play with me, I´ma make sure you niggas sleep

Did your grave for me, jump inside and tell me what you see, uh

[Trippie Redd]
They don´t understand who I am (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I had to WWE slam (Slam)
Down on these fuck niggas, yeah, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I said they had the murder rate high, yeah (Bah)
I said they had the murder rate high, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Pull up with them Glocks, nigga like, yeah (Yeah)
Pull up, send some shots, nigga like, yeah (Yeah)
Gunpowder get popped, nigga, like, yeah (Yeah)