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BlocBoy JB

Silly Watch (Freestyle)

 

Silly Watch (Freestyle)


Shooting like Zach so you know I keep 4K... 4K... 4K... 4K
Ha, ha, haa
Word, word, BlocBoy, yeah
Huh, huh

I'm missing an eye, they calling me Fetty Wap
I get that paper like I'm a confetti shop
I'm in New York where they know how to milly rock
Chug in the back with the gat, make 'em diddy bop (Raah)
I want that cheese on my steak like a Fendi shop
I say "Hello" and she making the kitty drop
I'm in the club with a Glock that hold 50 shots

How many times I've gon' tell you to stop? (Hey)
Baby pikey, he talk to the cops (Baby)
[?] (Wow)
Blueface on they head, they gon' pull up with mops (Raah)
Niggas know I'm the cream of the crop
.223 with the beam make 'em sting like King Hot
Kill a opp, flee the scene, make 'em [?] all they shot
Got two hoes in the back, double team with they top
Put 'em on a white T, make 'em lean when he rock
Prometazine, I don't spill lean on my socks
Still standing out like I'm Vivica Fox
Still tear it down with [?]
I ran out of time, I stole Vivica's watch
Accessories, you know we love 'em a lot (Finess)
Beam in the scope on the 22 Glock (Yeah)
Kill, up a band, niggas know how we rock (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Thugging man, you know my shooters don't hesitate (Huh)
I catch a opp, take his soul, then I elevate (That's on my momma)
Gas, I don't need a perky to activate
I let my Drac' clean his face, the poor act away (Raah)
You not a killer or a gangster, you in the way
Shoot up his house, make that fuck nigga imigrate (Doon-doon-doon)
I'm already eat, go pack me a dinner plate
Take him out while he eat, call that double dinner date
Big timer, Glock got a recliner
Put that .40 to his mouth like a retainer
Quavo, Justin Bieber, that's a no brainer
Put a nigga in a lot like I'm Kurt Angle
Call me "Mr. Turn a Opp to a Fucking Angel"
If a nigga diss the block then he in danger
Put my stripes on my head like a Bengal
Never leave the hou' or I'mma a bang her

I-I-I'm-I'm missing an eye, they calling me Fetty Wap
I get that paper like I'm a confetti shop
I'm in New York where they know how to milly rock
Chug in the back with the gat, make 'em diddy bop (Raah)
I want that cheese on my steak like a Fendi shop
I say "Hello" and she making the kitty drop
I'm in the club with a Glock that hold 50 shots

I'm missing an eye, they calling me Fetty Wap
I get that paper like I'm a confetti shop
I'm in New York where they know how to milly rock
Chug in the back with the gat, make 'em diddy bop (Raah)
I want that cheese on my steak like a Fendi shop
I say "Hello" and she making the kitty drop
I'm in the club with a Glock that hold 50 shots

done

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