Inky - Island Slang lyrics

My niggas on blocks
And they carry that toast (on the block)
I’m from the islands you know how it go
(i'm from the islands)
None of my brothers going argue bout hoes
(none of my brother)
We stackin' this paper we stack it fasho
Stack up yo paper and stay on the low
These niggas can’t take me out my zone
These niggas they pussy
They beef through the phone
My niggas they steppin', the 9 on me now

My niggas on blocks
And they carry that toast
I’m from the islands you know how it go
None of my brothers going argue bout hoes
We stackin' this paper we stack it fasho
Stack up yo paper and stay on the low
These niggas can’t take me out my zone
These niggas they pussy
They beef through the phone
My niggas they steppin', the 9 on me now

I’m smoking on backwood
I keep me a pole (keep me a pole)
When I was young I was kicking in doors
I was young but still stuck to the code
(stuck to the code) these niggas they pussy
They beef through the phone
(they beef through the phone)
I’m never lackin' I’m here to snatch souls
(snatch souls) i’m playing with these guns
Like I got the cheat codes (uh uh)
Free zay he locked up still making moves
(free zay) been stacking this paper got
Something to prove
Stay out the streets i don’t play by no rules
These niggas is fraud they
Think snitching is cool
Catch a opp lackin', back out the tool
(back out the tool)
My niggas on the blocks do
Not play bout no rules
4 pockets full I ain’t never finish school
Smoking zaza I’m high on the moon
Get your money up hating ain’t cool
(get your money up hating ain’t cool)

My niggas on blocks
And they carry that toast (on the block)
I’m from the islands you know how it go
(i'm from the islands)
None of my brothers going argue bout hoes
(none of my brother)
We stacking this paper we stack it fasho
Stack up yo paper and stay on the low
These niggas can’t take me out my zone
These niggas they pussy
They beef through the phone
My niggas they steppin', the 9 on me now

My niggas on blocks
And they carry that toast
I’m from the islands you know how it go
None of my brothers going argue bout hoes
We stacking this paper we stack it fasho
Stack up yo paper and stay on the low
These niggas can’t take me out my zone
These niggas they pussy
They beef through the phone
My niggas they steppin', the 9 on me now