Smokingskul - Block Boy Freestyle lyrics
[Smokingskul - Block Boy Freestyle lyrics]
That bitch she egg beatin like a bitch
She in the kitchen she know how to whip
My bitch is Puerto Rican wit a mix
She gotta attitude she needa fix
To them groupie hoes he looking clean
But to my killas he look like a lick
(Bah, Bah) all this ice on me it got me sick
I’m the reaper nigga call me john wick
I got-I got a Mac it got a lip
She just a friend baby don’t trip
Choppa gone sneeze it’s gon bless you
Love being lonely so I cannot miss you
These bullets meet u they finna posses you
I call my killas they finna come get you
Put- Put trust in hoes nigga
They finna set you
Yo block some dishes and we finna wet you
Glock in my pants boy I don’t need a holster
I got more heat bitch I
Feel just like a toaster
U see it on me I don’t need to tuck it
Yo girl control you boy u is puppet
That nigga tucking his chain he a pussy
I let my chain hang like my nuts
Yo bitch she love how I get in her guts
Nigga I’m throwing up Ls like I’m Russ
Lil nigga I got more wheels then a bus
Niggas get spooked when I pop out the cut
Niggas get spooked when I pop out the cut
That bitch she egg beatin like a bitch
She in the kitchen she know how to whip
My bitch is Puerto Rican with a mix
She gotta attitude she needa fix
To them groupie hoes he looking clean
But to my killas he look like a lick
All this ice on me got me sick
I’m the reaper nigga call me john wick
She in the kitchen she know how to whip
My bitch is Puerto Rican wit a mix
She gotta attitude she needa fix
To them groupie hoes he looking clean
But to my killas he look like a lick
(Bah, Bah) all this ice on me it got me sick
I’m the reaper nigga call me john wick
I got-I got a Mac it got a lip
She just a friend baby don’t trip
Choppa gone sneeze it’s gon bless you
Love being lonely so I cannot miss you
These bullets meet u they finna posses you
I call my killas they finna come get you
Put- Put trust in hoes nigga
They finna set you
Yo block some dishes and we finna wet you
Glock in my pants boy I don’t need a holster
I got more heat bitch I
Feel just like a toaster
U see it on me I don’t need to tuck it
Yo girl control you boy u is puppet
That nigga tucking his chain he a pussy
I let my chain hang like my nuts
Yo bitch she love how I get in her guts
Nigga I’m throwing up Ls like I’m Russ
Lil nigga I got more wheels then a bus
Niggas get spooked when I pop out the cut
Niggas get spooked when I pop out the cut
That bitch she egg beatin like a bitch
She in the kitchen she know how to whip
My bitch is Puerto Rican with a mix
She gotta attitude she needa fix
To them groupie hoes he looking clean
But to my killas he look like a lick
All this ice on me got me sick
I’m the reaper nigga call me john wick