Lyrics

Used to post up on the block hoe, yeah Used to post up on the block hoe, yeah Used to post up on the block hoe Just me and all my vatos Was slavin for that plato Dont speak I keep my yea I'm strapped up just like Velcro Off white 1s theres no shell toes My plug be throwin elbows Got All these hoes like Kelso And they just wanna smoke now Well shit you know we smoke out One hit my dope shit oh wow One hit yo dope get thrown out yea Bitch I'm fried to the bone now Oh Dope got a kick to it Pop a pill n I'm limitless Get the money n spend the shit Yea yea Oh Dope got a kick to it Pop a pill n I'm limitless Get the money n spend the shit Yea yea Really I don't want no trouble yea But me an the dough we got close relations Me an yo hoe we got close relations I shoot my shot with no hesitation 2200 the federation If fuck with us then its a situation Smokin on that dope its like meditation Countin that cake up right in my basement Count it again cause I'm hella faded Count it up count it Had to count it again cause I'm hella faded Why yo hoe in my ear saying I'm the greatest Takin trips outta state I can't get complacent Shawty countin on me yea theres no replacement I just smoke me a wood I do no complaining Cause Im on the block in my off whites Stepped on the scene like I'm all might Get to the guap dawg its all right Made a few bands on a Off night My diamonds be shining with no light My dope knock you out its no close fight Yea yea Used to post up on the block hoe Just me and all my vatos Was slavin for that plato Dont speak I keep my yea I'm strapped up just like velcore Off white 1s theres no shell toes My plug be throwin elbows Got All these hoes like Kelso And they just wanna smoke now Smoke now smoke now And they just wanna smoke now Smoke now smoke now Smoke now And they just wanna smoke now Smoke now Smoke now And they just wanna smoke now Smoke now smoke now Smoke now The rackys they coming They coming in The bitches they bussin Bussin Im high off this earth Earth earth Rolling woods by the dozen Dozen The rackys they coming They coming in The bitches they bussin Bussin Im high off this earth Earth bitch Used to post up on the block hoe Just me and all my vatos Was slavin for that plato Dont speak I keep my yea I'm strapped up just like velcore Off white 1s theres no shell toes My plug be throwin elbows Got All these hoes like Kelso And they just wanna smoke now Well shit you know we smoke out One hit my dope shit oh wow One hit yo dope get thrown out yea Bitch I'm fried to the bone now
Writer(s): Matthew Threats Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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