Blocceata Blocc - Addict (feat. Midnight Osama)

They know am bout paper
Ima chase it
Ima addict
We do drills in traffic
Catch a opp
We let em have it
Bags in shout out to plug
He came in clutch
He dropped tha package
He pussy don't want static
My young niggas gonna let em have it
They know am bout paper
Ima chase it
Ima addict
We do drills in traffic
Catch a opp
We let em have it
Bags in shout out to plug
He came in clutch
He dropped tha package
He pussy don't want static
My young niggas gonna let em have it
I like spinning on they blocc
My bro say imma addict
Lil bro pop out wit they sticks
We leave his ass in traffic
All these niggas claim they gangsta
They not bout that action
Ima cold blooded nigga
I was born a savage
I'll make Ah lil thot set you up
She get tha drop and send tha addy
Des niggas always bite my flow
He say he slide
I guess am yo daddy
All my niggas on that kreeper shit
They dont want nun but static
Hop out with that stick
And leave him in tha wind
We let em have it
Am like D-low what you on folks
Lets hop out and go catch his ass
Lil drop1 he want nun but smoke
I tell em slide
He stretch his ass
My niggas some dogs
If I tell em shoot
He fetch his ass
Leave Ah nigga stanky
They cant find em
But it they smell his ass
They know am bout paper
Ima chase it
Ima addict
We do drills in traffic
Catch a opp
We let em have it
Bags in shout out to plug
He came in clutch
He dropped tha package
He pussy don't want static
My young niggas gonna let em have it
They know am bout paper
Ima chase it
Ima addict
We do drills in traffic
Catch a opp
We let em have it
Bags in shout out to plug
He came in clutch
He dropped tha package
He pussy don't want static
My young niggas gonna let em have it
Put that on blocc
They don't want to see me
Bitch am posted wit my heater
I think my youngin raised by demon
Cause that youngin love spinning
Designer glock for his bitch ass
Knock tha F up off his fendi
My ma was a trapper
That's why I be trapping nigga
I guess that shit just in me
Know am gon chase it
Ima paper addict
Since Ah jit bitch I been getting it
My bro Osama he love drilling shit
Am wit D-low
We bout to spin his shit
Bitch if we catch him
We gon split his shit
He tried to run
He felt that blicky hit
Them 762s
Gon burn like dragon spit
My yungins known to turn you to Ah lick
Cut off my ex
Turn't to a savage
Won't trust no bitch
Am bout that cash
Ran up them racks
Jumped in my bag
Might step in shit they can't afford
Go hit Ah lick
Pray to tha lord
Bitch I been trapping on my bullshit
We spin wit AR's- and some uzis
Can't hit no show without my toolie
They know am bout paper
Ima chase it
Ima addict
We do drills in traffic
Catch a opp
We let em have it
Bags in shout out to plug
He came in clutch
He dropped tha package
He pussy don't want static
My young niggas gonna let em have it
They know am bout paper
Ima chase it
Ima addict
We do drills in traffic
Catch a opp
We let em have it
Bags in shout out to plug
He came in clutch
He dropped tha package
He pussy don't want static
My young niggas gonna let em have it

Written by:
Deundre Walker, Terrance Nesbitt

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