Internet Money & Trippie Redd – Block Lyrics
Artist: Internet Money & Trippie Redd
Song: Block
Internet Money, b#tch
Yeah-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ooh
Yeah-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Big 14, know what the f#ck goin’ on
Lil’, uh, b#tch
Ayy, yeah (Hahahaha, Nick, you’re stupid)
They don’t understand who I am
I had to WWE slam
Down on these f#ck n#gg#s, yeah, yeah
I said they had murder rate high, yeah
I said they had murder rate high, yeah
Pull up with them Glocks, n#gg# like, yeah
Pull up, send some shots, n#gg# like, yeah
Gunpowder get popped, n#gg#, like, yeah
We done had the whole hood hot, n#gg#, yeah
Pull out on the block, n#gg#, like, yeah (b#tch)
I love the way your body drop, yeah, yeah
The way it tumble then it flop, 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 motherf#ckin’ clock
Man, I swear to God, all I need is my Glock and mop, yeah
They don’t understand who I am
I had to WWE slam
Down on these f#ck n#gg#s, yeah, yeah
I said they had murder rate high, yeah
I said they had murder rate high, yeah
Pull up with them Glocks, n#gg# like, yeah
Pull up, send some shots, n#gg# like, yeah
Gunpowder get popped, n#gg#, like, yeah
We done had the whole hood hot, n#gg#, yeah
Pull out on the block, n#gg#, like, yeah (b#tch)
I love the way your body drop, yeah, yeah
The way it tumble then it flop, yeah, yeah
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Internet Money & Trippie Redd Lyrics – Block
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From the album:
B4 The Storm (Complete Edition) [Explicit]
Release Year: 2020