Tony Shhnow, Sb Nunkk - 10 Blocks lyrics

[Tony Shhnow, Sb Nunkk - 10 Blocks lyrics]

(You rocking with DJ YoungKash)
(My Nigga Sb what up?, Hoodrich)

My bitch don't got no
Waist, rock Prada, Gucci, i'm so wasted
High as fuck, i'm in the penthouse with two
Bad hoes kissing naked
(Yung Rel what's happening?)
I hit the city I go viral
I ain't never made a TikTok
(Plug motivation, This is big business)
I made my name in the street
My wrist cost ten blocks
Numbers talk, you run up on me
You meet ten Glocks
(Major out here fuck nigga) it's my time
I can't hold it on my wristwatch
We sipping mud but the Jakey on me

Young nigga this that A1
Already told you one time
I can't front none
Standing in my trap and you ain't shopping
Get to fuck some
I'm trapping all through the night
I'm up until the sun come
Income, I just fucked that bad bitch
She think she getting some nappy hеad bitch
Get on your grind and go and get some
Madе my first thirty, had a big head
Jimmy Neutron
Ain't fucking with yall niggas
Yall get small bread like crouton
I'm riding with that burner on me
Got the rims hot she know I'm balling
I ain't never made a jump shot
I'm always up
I had to move her to the rooftop
It's a new day so I bought a new Glock
I peepee'd on my VV's, my bitch the shit
These niggas pissed
I could teach a overnight class on
How to work your wrist
Put your partner in the wind
You gon' have to catch the drift
I got rich, to me they do no exist
You ain't get no money you
Can't fuck with us
I got that baby 40 on my, my 45 tucked
We getting rich as fuck
That money got my pockets stuffed
We finally ran it up
That Fentanyl turned the hood up
One to two, two to four, nigga what you know?
Going dumb, you head through the door
She ain't tryna work and get no money
Bitch you gotta' go
I don't speak no spanish but
My favorite word is adios

My bitch don't got no
Waist, rock Prada, Gucci, i'm so wasted
High as fuck, i'm in the penthouse with two
Bad hoes kissing naked
I hit the city I go viral
I ain't never made a TikTok
I made my name in the street
My wrist cost ten blocks
Numbers talk, you run up on me
You meet ten Glocks it's my time
I can't hold it on my wristwatch
We sipping mud but the Jakey on me
(DJ Yung Rel wake these pussy niggas up man
21)

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