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Block Life* - Lil Gotit
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Block Life* Lil Gotit

Block Life* - Lil Gotit
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[Chorus]
Hundred racks, don't touch that, sittin' out front
Put it in drive 'cause I know my speed
Made a couple thousands in a white tee
Holes in my jeans from fleein' the scene
Block life
I take that drip to the moon, get back to the room
I'm livin' my life so right, they can't do me wrong
Just popped at the opps, I caught a rush
[?] tell that nigga, "Don't crush"
Patek Phillipe, yeah, I'm rockin' this bust
Lil Peep on the plane, I just popped a bust

[Verse]
Nails, hit a pack, then blast off
Race to these pussies, NASCAR
Ain't offline after, we ain't send no shackles
Throw a big bag, watch her bust it
Stuffin' these racks and thеy feelings stay hurt
These niggas be fakе, I pulled up with my cousin
I'm Bloody, he Bloody, pulled up with my bousin
Your bro say I'm wavy, you kinda get busy
A hundred on hundreds, that block life love me
You niggas is 12, you always come drench it
Hot like a pepper, got pills like a doctor
Don't speak on my name 'cause they treacherous
You like it 'cause I'm with a robber
I like myself slime but I still paid the bite
I [?] real nigga, my kind
So much trippin', we clutch the light, put it on
Presidential Rollie on two-tone
Big Shawn, up 'em two guns (Yeah)
Can't ask B for shit shit, it's a Newport
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