Blockwork
BTA

[Intro]
Hmm…

[Verse]
Before I go finish, the fuck is the judge tryna give me a sentence?
We caught him up before he finished his sentence
I don’t really know why they say I’m a menace
We pull up black truck, chow for the bitches
300 blackout, ride on glitches
We cruise the city, we ride on switches
Your ho on my phone, keep ringin’ my line
I’m tryna trap, tryna run up the digits
He blowin’ the field like he George Pickens
If they throw a bullet, then I’m tryna pick it
For sure, n***as know I’ma go
I don’t like to hang, and I don’t like to kick it
Bro caught an opp and he made him drop
N***a tried to truck, and he got his fitted
Fuck all the pressure, they know that I’m with it
I hit the hole like I’m Lynch and I’m dippin’
I’m in Cali, I’m smokin’ on dank
These broke-ass n***as be smokin’ on kush
I pop-locked on one of my opps
He was so fast, that boy Reggie Bush
I feel like Hurst when I go for the first
N***as just gotta get behind me and push
N***a was braggin’, rap ‘bout shit he had — but look
That shit got took
Hop out the car, I’ma hit my target
I just gotta see how that dumb n***a look
And the trap don’t stop, we gon’ run this shit up
Know a opp got shot and the story ain’t done
I’m rich and I’m dangerous, I don’t give a fuck
If she tryna backdoor me, send her up — yeah
We tryna slide and catch a opp tonight
Some lil’ bitch tryna chew this dick
She set me up? Then she gon’ die
I don’t need bitches, I need my gun
N***a, I’m tryna slide outside, might fight
First n***a play, then the first n***a lay
We tryna put a n***a up in the sky
Percs, Xans, billions, bitch
Them type pills I’ma fuckin’
Lambs, ‘Cats, ‘Strats — I come trim
Those the cars I drive
N***a, this shit on the floor, anywhere I go
Gotta walk with a stick and a pole
N***a, I’m like a fiend when it come to the beef
N***as know me, I want all the smoke
N***as can’t name no time I ain’t blow my gun
I like to up the score
Most of these n***as be actin’ like—
They got paid, n***as be broke and po’
Opps tried sprint through my block, had to blow through the goose
I had to shoot through the coat
He had a shot on me, that n***a missed
We just gon’ say that that dumb n***a choked