Lyrics
(Tommy Franco make it bang though)
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy (bitch)
Ayy, ayy
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby)
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, ayy (Glock baby)
Bad ass kids, we was racin' with the streetlight (What?)
Brand new 'fit, got a Glock with the G Nikes (skrrt)
Fresh white tee with a creased pair of Levis
Real ass Crip, I'll never ever be slime (hell nah)
Fake ass bitch, she'll never ever be mine (never that)
Cut a ho off, we don't love these felines (no cap)
No conversation, he ain't got a stick (what?)
If this get 'scalated, I'ma shoot mine quick (baow)
Big four-five push through a nigga shit (push it back)
Focused on the money, we ain't beefin' 'bout a bitch (hell nah, hell nah)
I'm a block baby with a six (what?)
I'm a cheat code, nigga, I'm a glitch (no cap)
Throw me in the game and I'm bound to get rich
Niggas turned ho, said why them nigga switch? (why?)
So many times a nigga could've been a lick (no cap)
I'ma wet a nigga up, leave his whole body drenched (yeah)
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby)
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what? (Ayy)
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what? (Brr)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby (Glock baby, ayy)
Ayy, catch me on the block with some grays, ten tray
And you know a nigga Crip from the M to L.A
Anywhere, any day, we gon' spray choppas
Got my nana lay, we gon' put the nigga in the grave