Block 4 Kim (Ft. King Los)

[Verse 1: Kim]
Post up and then pour something, I'm thirsty...
Lay low with the peso 'cause they turfing
Carlo came with the sticky icky green
Exchange with the Arabs for the nicotine
Mixed face, should I lift off on the white girl of the jelly bean?
Momma said, keep a sober eye man they homicidal
So I'm in between a rock a harder place, I swear I'm suicidal
Trying to change but I won't stop
Instinctively my instincts they be like test us so get the fuck off of my block
Opa Locka, street connected
Orange county, golden rod I move around town with a G's perspective
Roll through your hood slumped in a bubble Lexus
Bumpin' this shit
Boy finessed it
Feeling like a nigga rated level 99 in the 2000's
2Pac and from the east side they gonna eat five in the coupe phantom
That's real
Yeah

[Chorus: Kim]
What you all on my block for? x4
10 10 10 10!
Busting back like a 40cal
'Cause this Glock four a dead end
Yeah! Ugh!