Artie Customs - Blocka

Blocka
Blocka blocka
Huh
Huh
Talk yo shit boy
They ain't ready
Nah nah
Get em

Uh I been riding solo dolo
I been riding
Uh Steady raking up these zeros
Get that bag
Uh Tryna make it from the bando
Bando
Uh make em see another angle
If not i pull up to ya Blocka Blocka
Blocka Blocka
Uh Shut up bitch give me top top
Give me that
You know how we do it
You know how we do it
Blocka blocka you and who you Coming through with

Im not aggressive
But the
Pistols on the dresser
Bet she
Begging me to touch her
So she
Visit with no panties
Uh she
Ready
Initiation
Fuck her in bugger basement
My new bitch adjacent
Meaning we similar on stacking Paper Exclamation
I go hard, even as Clark
Ya'll niggas dull I shine in dark
Push button start
Yall still in park
I zoom zoom skirt
Ya'll feelings hurt
Off the rip I start shit
Dump the whole clip reload the Cartridge
My nigga pop shit I'm in the watch List
Paper cuts from the money sterilize It
Straight to the bag get everything Inside
Bitch too thick ass phat no diet
Potato no chive silence the barrel
We don't save hoes fuck is a hero
Black on black in a coop
Skirting off like oops
Nigga banging like a swoop
Sauce dripping like soup
Live by my own rules ima do what I Wanna
Pocket full of green talking cash and Marijuana
Chilling feeling icy but got heat like It's summer
Niggas acting out chop em down Jeffery Dahmer

Uh I been riding solo dolo
I been riding
Uh Steady raking up these zeros
Get that bag
Uh Tryna make it from the bando
Bando
Uh Make em see another angle
If not i pull up to ya Blocka Blocka
Blocka Blocka
Uh Shut up bitch give me top top
Give me that
You know how we do it
You know how we do it
Bloka Blocka you and who you Coming through with

Niggas want that juice I got the juice Tropicana
Niggas think they fresh til I step out In Designer
Watch face so hypnotic that you can't Tell the Time uh
New bitch so exotic they like ow Where you Find her
Ow her booty chunky monkey I Think I might Climb her
Forget her name by morning I think I have Alzheimer's
Drop a bag get 2 back she think I'ma Double Timer
If she fine and she fine who am I to Say who Finer
Riding solo dolo in go mode you Boys ain't Ready
Aim and squeeze it at whoever Should prollyy Hold it steady
No descrimination
Black while man including ladies
Ray Charles when I'm shooting
Hit everyone except thbabies
Bruh yous a savage they hating Wishing you'd Stop it
Who knew the damage was done the Minute I Drop it
All this sauce I'm spilling feel bad for Who Gotta mop it
For you niggas watching I got Interchangeable Optics

Uh I been riding solo dolo
I been riding
Uh Steady raking up these zeros
Get that bag
Uh Tryna make it from the bando
Bando
Uh Make em see another angle
If not i pull up to ya Blocka Blocka
Blocka Blocka
Uh Shut up bitch give me top top
Give me that
You know how we do it
You know how we do it
Bloka Blocka you and who you Coming through with

Blocka Blocka

Written by:
Martell Minter

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