Blairgowrie (B'Block)

(Why do I do this every single time?)

I be running tracks like an athlete(Uhh)

I be doing relays you can't catch me

(Nah)

I don't text or call, guess it's hard to get at me

Ooh, my figures loud

Ooh, my wrist is wow

She goin' to love me now

She say Claudy wow

She say Claudy how?

Had a conversation with the man in the mirror

Cartier bracelet or that brand new Mc Laren

A nigger got designer habits

My taste too expensive

I can smell your cap from a mile away

All of this designer, fuck out my face

Yeah I got expensive taste

I've been through the trenches

Now I'm laughing at it

Pussy was so good I had it all night

She mixing the syrup with some coke light

I'm not with the birds chirping all night

I got white in my socks

B'Block is my block

I'll sell you a rock

Pull it out my sock

Always on the clock

Never had to knock

My shooter got the glock

Momma stirring up the pot

I got white in my socks

B'Block is my block

I'll sell you a rock

Pull it out my sock

Always on the clock

Never had to knock

My shooter got the glock

Momma stirring up the pot

Be careful ooh, it's hot

Seen some niggers lose the plot

Now they not, what they claim to be

You chasing the fame

That's a tad lame to me

Red dot on his face

Now that nigger got a hot head

You ain't for the team

You don't make enough bread

My daily income is what you spend on the weekend

Do it on the low because the neighbours

Always peaking

If he wrote those bars tell that nigger that he dead

Yeah, my money talk

I walk it like I talk

A nigger never stop

I'm headed to the top