[Intro: BlockBaby JB]
Go, go
(Cetti with a beat)
Go, let's go, blow, Block
Gang (go), gang, let's go, ayy, ayy
Let's go, ayy, it's Block
Ayy (Gang), ayy (Gang)
SRT go super fast (Gang, gang, gang)
SRT go super fast (Gang, gang, gang)
SRT go- (Gang, gang, gang)
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus: BlockBaby JB]
Ayy, SRT go super fast
Got a Glock 9 with extended mag
Tryna rob, headshot or do him bad
In the trap house with a lot of cash
In the trap house with a lot of guns
We got more sticks than OsamaSon
When I pulled up, bet them n***as run
I'll catch a body, I’ll make the bun

[Verse 1: BlockBaby JB]
All black on, just like a Mason
He tried to run, I'ma hop out and chase him
ARP, I'ma walk down and face him
I'm 'bout to kill, boy I'm feel like I'm Jason
Showin' too much, I'ma mask up and take him
Gotta watch what I say, I'm still fighting some cases
Hood on my head like the Klan, I ain't racist
Twenty-three shots, I'm gon' step back and J them
5.56, Green Tip, I ain't Jace!
Reach for a chain and get shot in yo' facе
Fuckin' on hoes when I go out of state
Diamonds, watеr, come jump in the lake
Can't come to my block, boy, I swear it's not safe
Big chain on my neck, know these n***as gon' hate
Bullets like fire, come get yo ass baked
What you gon' do with that little ass gun? You get hit with a Drac'
[Bridge: BlockBaby JB & Jace!]
Haha
What you gon' do with that little ass gun? You get hit with a Drac'
Ayy, what you gon' do with that little ass gun? You get hit with a Drac', bitch
Ayy, fuck the opps, you already know, smokin' hella opps, I'm smokin' hella n***as in here, dead ass n***a, man
Go get yo shit back, man

[Verse 2: Jace!]
Free 30, I'm gon' pop the bomb
OsamaSon, bitch, I got hella bonds
Money crazy, I got hella money, I got hella n***as ready, get 'em gone
Set 'em up, 'cause I got hella thots
Wockhardt, I got plenty drop
30 up the ARP and make 'em drop
Had that bitch n***a lookin' for his top
I be with foenem like Bosstop
Draco have 'em playin hopscotch
Dead ass n***a, yeah he hot
Walk his ass down in some Reeboks
Bitch, I been thuggin' since knee high
D-R-A-C-O, I keep fye
No, I ain't lackin', I keep mine
Ayy, blick hit him, now he dyin' fast

[Chorus: BlockBaby JB]
Ayy, SRT go super fast
Got a Glock 9 with extended mag
Tryna rob, headshot or do him bad
In the trap house with a lot of cash
In the trap house with a lot of guns
We got more sticks than OsamaSon
When I pulled up, bet them n***as run
I'll catch a body, I’ll make the bun