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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dreda Dre
Dreda Dre
Rap
Hamedly
Hamedly
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Tyson
Andre Tyson
Songwriter
Hamed Jafarian
Hamed Jafarian
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hamedly
Hamedly
Producer
Karate Kix
Karate Kix
Mastering Engineer
Q Made The Beat
Q Made The Beat
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Time that I clock in
Better than sitting and gawking
I could spot when they start plotting
Dope spot looking like Gotham
I dip thru the gutter like batman
Whip every corner with both hands
Bend every alley with no hands
Bend that whoa, let's go, I
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block
Perfect timing, I heard my skirting tires
The earth feels at alignment
This race track act like a black diamond
My laps so fast they cant time it, like
Skirt, they cant compete
Ride off on em, like they ain't really quick
Roll up on em, like you ain't really him
Pull up on, any corner then bend
I like my, like my, car with a blacktop
Park it on the blacktop, get, out
Show you these shoes, no they ain't twenty two's
They move when I choose to, step, out
Baseline blaring, bout to wake up a Karen
Got the neighbor's all staring, we ghost, bro
Jump back in, round the corner then bend
We ain't never been friends, with the po-po
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block
Swerving out the lane, I can't contain it
Going crazy now
Jerk it hit the brake, then let it sway
We gonna scrape it out
Gripping on the wheel, I feel the steering
Getting safer now
Bend the corner, then another
Perfect timing, I heard them chirp behind me
My nerves feel pure excitement
These streets can be like a black diamond
I smash so fast they cant find me, like
Yurp, where could I be
Ride off on them like, they ain't really quick
Roll up on them like, yea I'm really him
Pull up on, any corner then bend
I like my, like my, car with a blacktop
Park it on the blacktop, get, out
Show you these shoes, no they ain't twenty two's
They move when I choose to, step, out
Baseline blaring, bout to wake up a Karen
Got the neighbor's all staring, we ghost, bro
Jump back in, round the corner then bend
We ain't never been friends, with the po-po
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block, swerve
Bend the block
Swerving out the lane, I can't contain it
Going crazy now
Jerk it hit the brake, then let it sway
We gonna scrape it out
Gripping on the wheel, I feel the steering
Getting safer now
Bend the corner, then another
Written by: Andre Tyson, Hamed Jafarian
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