Fat Nick, ABG Neal - Opp Block Spinners lyrics
[Fat Nick, ABG Neal - Opp Block Spinners lyrics]
Everyday I smoke another box of blunts
You smoking midgets so this choppa
Bout to hit your lungs
The blocks so booming
So I'm trapping out the Samsung
And now I speed bumps
So go and get your bands up
Everyday I smoke another box of blunts
You smoking midgets so this choppa
Bout to hit your lungs
The blocks so booming
So I'm trapping out the Samsung
And now I speed bumps
So go and get your bands up
Look, big guns, I look like I'm rambo
I got them keys bitch, this ain't no piano
Look, I just smacked a custie out the bando
Ay, I play with them bands bitch
But I don't got no banjo
You niggas broke go and get your guap up
(What?)
Yeah I kick it in the field like it's soccer
I ain't talking Harleys but I
Pull up with that choppa
Ayy, but that hoe so big
Can't get help from a doctor
Everyday I smoke another box of blunts
You smoking midgets so this choppa
Bout to hit your lungs
The blocks so booming
So I'm trapping out the Samsung
And now I speed bumps
So go and get your bands up
Everyday I smoke another box of blunts
You smoking midgets so this choppa
Bout to hit your lungs
The blocks so booming
So I'm trapping out the Samsung
And now I speed bumps
So go and get your bands up
P-p-pussy talking smoke but can't handle gas
My name all in your mouth, like a dick so gag
Yeah my bullets acting bi
They hitting everybody
But my choppa real gay
We sticking dicks Tommy
Yeah my neck real flooded, this some real ice
And I can't scrape these Balence's
So I brought a pint run up on me
With some energy then lose your life
This a hollow and a dream
But have a good night
D-d-diamonds in my mouth, catch frostbite
Stacking up my money
But I'm scared of heights
Mud all in my cup, that's a dirty sprite
I can't trust none, I keep my circle tight
Everyday I smoke another box of blunts
You smoking midgets so this choppa
Bout to hit your lungs
The blocks so booming
So I'm trapping out the Samsung
And now I speed bumps
So go and get your bands up
Everyday I smoke another box of blunts
You smoking midgets so this choppa
Bout to hit your lungs
The blocks so booming
So I'm trapping out the Samsung
And now I speed bumps
So go and get your bands up