Boy From the Block Gucci Mane

[Chorus]
I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block
I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block
I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block
I'm the boy from the block with the very large knots

[Verse 1]
I pull up in that Spyder, strapped up like McGyver
Should have brought my Phantom, na, but I'm mad at my driver
He so fuckin' turned up, ridin' on auto pilot, smokin' kush and smilin'
He drinkin' while he drivin'
Gucci please excuse me, homie, all my goons got jewelry on 'em
All my niggas booked up, paper they get it on their own
I don't think you know me, homie, I suggest you leave me alone
I got so much jewelry on, that I think I need a clone
I pull up to the traffic light, icy as a Bud light
Shinin' like a flash light, I might damage ya eye sight
Gucci got that real ice, don't it look real nice
I don't want your girlfriend, homie but my bitch might

[Chorus]
I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block
I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block
I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block
I'm the boy from the block with the very large knots