Lil Zay Osama – Danny Block

Lil Zay Osama – Danny Block Lyrics

Artist: Lil Zay Osama
Song: Danny Block

Ayy, ayy (brr, brrr)
Once again
Steppin’ on these n#gg#s head man, (steppin’ on these b#tch ass)
Gettin’ in between these b#tches legs, man

Ayy, ayy
What we doin’? (what we doin’?)
Ayy, steppin’ on these n#gg#s heads
Every day a new opp dead

Every day a different glock
p#ss#boy know how i play it
I hope this song right here don’t get in the hands of the feds (hope it don’t get to the feds, man)
Ayy, i just got a brand new glock

With a fifty and a switch (with a fifty and a switch)
I just popped one of my opps
I’m finna go do another hit (i’m finna go do another hit)
I don’t givе a f#ck ’bout this money

I just bought foe nem somе sticks (bought foe nem some sticks)
I just bought me a new watch
Without the sun this b#tch gon’ glisten (bling, bling)
Please, name another rapper that did more drills than me? (who did more drills than me)

Anytime i poked a n#gg# when i was broke it was ten at least (it was ten at least)
Popped up at his spot like, “what you say, haha, remember me?”
My opps think they ridin’ slick, i see you boys in that jeep (i see you boys in that jeep)
And it ain’t no srt (nah)

Man, i know where b#tches sleep (ayy)
If i was grimey slimey, i woulda put your baby on a tee (put your baby on a tee)
But it really ain’t that deep (it ain’t deep)
You ain’t did sh#t to me

Just a whole lotta rumors that you sneak dissin’ to the streets
And we still trap on danny block (trap on danny block)
Ayy, how you block a n#gg# in but don’t jump out the car?
Soon as we pull up we gon’ jump out the car (jump out the car)

n#gg#, let’s go glock for glock (glock for glock)
b#tch, we could go shot for shot (shot for shot, bah, bah)
Only thing i ain’t doing is bar for bar
b#tch, i want you n#gg#s head (head, head, head)

Boy, i want you n#gg#s top
b#tches going crazy, i walk past and i hop out the car
Chains on, bet nobody reach, he gon’ be off the wock’
Freaky hoes on top the car, i ain’t heard not naan shot

Might just hit the e-way in my striker
Let me find some hoes f#ckin’ with n#gg#s that don’t like us
n#gg#s beef with us, they wanna call us and type us (they type us)
(man, what typa)

Ayy, n#gg#s is this?
I got signed years ago but b#tch i’m still rich
I just copped the ap and a carti’ and i’m still rich
I just copped four cars, forgot i bought ’em, man, i’m real rich

I just took two losses, told my momma i don’t feel sick
Ayy, ayy, i’m a real-life threat
Smoked a lot of n#gg#s in the city, they still don’t know who did that (still don’t know who did that)
He was f#ckin’ with the opps, he ain’t wanna get out so he got stretched (come here)

Other buddy was due ’cause and i could tell you what happened there
He was sneak dissin’ to a b#tch
We caught him loafin’ put it to his neck (put it to his neck)
And i could say some names, but you know i can’t show my hand (i won’t show my hand)

If this song gets to the feds, b#tch, i’m still ain’t gon’ rat (shhh)
Still gon’ post up on danny block
Ain’t a n#gg# gon’ come through there, ayy, ayy
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Release Year: 2021