Feature BlocBoy JB

[Intro]
At least ten bands for a motherfucking feature, hah
We in this motherfucker with guap, you know what I'm sayin' man
Ayy, word
Damn Dinero

[Verse]
At least ten bands for a feature (a feature)
I be in the hood, well-respected like a preacher (a preacher)
Gucci Louis sneakers (sneakers)
Your bitch, she a eater (eater)
I fuck her, then leave her (word)
You dub because you treat her (treat her)
Go to the pawn shop then get my mags up (that's on my mama)
Niggas pussy, when they see me they gon' call for backup (backup)
Got that forty on me homie, I'ma never lack up (lack up)
Yeah my niggas moving work, you can call us tractors (tractors)
Why niggas wanna be the big bad wolf? (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
If a nigga diss the Bloc (huh?), he gon' get his ass whooped (that's on my mama)
He gon' get his fucking chain took (chain took), and his brains took (brains took)
Body bag him, now his name look (word), his name Wayne Brook (yeah)
I didn't fuck my bitch, now she mad at me
Keep that bag with me, like I'm an athlete
Rollie on my wrist, and I bust down the P
And I got pounds of weed, I keep them rounds with me
Wrist froze, ears cold, but my chain and mouth gold (huh?)
Hide your bitches, hide your hoes when you see me nigga (yeah yeah yeah)
And every time you beat your ho, that's a DV nigga (word)
Can't see me, I Stevie niggas
Glasses on, I 3D nigga