Bloxk Day

(album: Whoop Tape - 2019)

Hmm
Squad
Squad
Squad
Helluva made this beat, baby
Dumbass
SMO, ayy
SMO, ayy
Snow dat, huh

Bitch, it's the red zone, nigga, from the East, huh
Know I act like Bloc, see you niggas and don't speak
I'ma slide on you niggas, treat this shit like 03
Fitted cap, tall tee, fresh bows with the crease
And you know a nigga still screaming fuck the other side (Huh)
'Cause they don't know me at all, but they mad, huh
Don't swipe not shit, but I punch and I slide
I'm rough and she ride, we'll fuck up your life, huh, now listen
I can't tote no chopper thing 'less the clip ign'ant, huh
I don't want no AR pistol 'less the mickey in it, huh
I ain't hanging in no bar unless the blicky in it
Four-five flip a nigga, slam him like he Sticky Fingaz, huh, huh, dumbass

Slang, fuck ya
Properly, fuck you, huh, huh
Fuck that bitch too
Don't trust that nigga in your trap, he might snitch, ooh

Couldn't cut yet, so in middle school, I was like, "Skip you," huh
If you walk past my desk, I might trip you
Heard them keys to kids like, "Ooh, your mama gon' get you"
Now I'm grown and all on my own and ain't shit loose
And we don't do no internet, pussy, we ain't into that
Fuck her with a jimmy hat, dog talking, finish that
Blood on my thumbs look like balsamic vinaigrette
Drugs in the club got me nodding, off, I'm really turnt
Hollow tip'll leave his hat hanging like he Timmy Turner
Skilla say he got the trap banging, we gon' send him work
Leave a bitch with her back aching and her feelings hurt
Leave a nigga with his last words if I see him first, uh
Used to move the red 'bows, we woke up for it, hmm
Get your mans gone if you up yours, hmm
Them niggas ding dong, can't keep up score, hmm
Give him four new headstones, Mount Rushmore, uh
Shake your bitch like paprika, shout out to my titi Meeka
She saw me drinking that Henn', told me one day I was gon' need it
Ain't gon' lie, damn near, I did, but I quit it, I be leaning
Percocets all in my pants, bands right next to heater
Strapped up at all times, make me brush off, hmm
Don't need no group of niggas to say fuck y'all, hmm
Still'll catch him by hisself, we might rush dawg
Take my buffs off, let me see, ayy
Hang my arm out the window, let it sing
Kick that pussy nigga over, make him breathe
Pump that blood out his chest, hear him wheeze, huh
We was in that nigga hood, he died on his street, huh
Hey, fuck them other niggas, we can strap and stuff them other niggas
Course them other niggas don't want smoke 'cause we the toughest niggas
She gon' chew the dick like Bubblicious, say it's scrumptadilious
But you know it's still fuck them bitches when I'm up a million
Two-sided, niggas is chameleons, damn near comedians
I'll bust a bitch ass civilian, just give me a reason
Catch a nigga while he out in traffic, knock him over the median
Don't beef with no idiots, pull that chopper talking over immediately, huh

Bingo