Beat The Blocc OTM

[Intro: Blue Pesos]
All my niggas beat this block down
No [?]
I'ma take his head now, nigga
To really shot caller
(Had to go and run it up like T)

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
I'm on demon time, I just left him stretched in his Palm Angels
One-ten, speedin', poled up, drag racin'
I don't trust them, 12 come around, he gon' freeze up
Exotic guns, cream pop sodas and lean cups
She got the fatty, turn around, I'm tryna see somethin'
Somebody make some noise, please, 'cause I don't hear nothin'
Who you gettin' loud with? We don't fear busters
Tell the goons, "Beat the block down", I'm dictatin'
All gas, no brakes, I see crash, watch me switch lanes
Drac', be afraid, yes, I get this from my sensei
Punk rock bitch, you gotta go, you's a renegade
My neck roll bouncin', real diamonds, bitch, TGF
Four crash dummies, suicide mission, stunt doubles
You ain't met the boogeyman? Look, bitch, he in front of you (Shit)
Oh, shit, who he with? That's the grim reaper
Call Chiefin' and we out, vroom, hear the 'Ghini
Designer guns, designer drip, that's the Stincmeaners
She was gobblin' on them balls, that's your lil' baby?
You finna stay the night? Why would you assume that?
Like every day she wanna party, bro, why you choose that?
Tomb Raider 2 chops, ayy, bae, hold this blammer
Fans tryna take a flick with me, bae, hold the camera
Don't let him act stupid, I for surely brought the fat daddy
It's your bitch, why the fuck she tryna roll for?
He caught the Holy Ghost, had to bounce out the Rolls on him
This a block party, ain't it Friday? Double park the Rolls
Sittin' on your ass, oh, you mad you don't got motion
Too Greedy Fam, we got all the plugs and connections