Lyrics
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Intro
Graah, graah
Like, graah, graah
Tryna slide thru that block with my stitch
I'm in the street tryna up on that—
Graah, graah, like—
C'mere, c'mere
Chorus
Tryna slide thru that block with my stitch
I'm in the street tryna up on that strip
Yagi, Kaz, we took a trip
Like, have flock [?] phone when we bend
I'm on [?] tryna catch an old friend
Like, she tryna be more than friends
Oh they tryna line me, well try again
Verse
Try to flock, I'ma throw about ten
I'm in the party, like hollon' wait, this Maybach park him
Grahh-grahh, lets see who get the farthest
I'on tote lil' shit, my shit barkin'
She from the opps, I don't care, that's yall problem
Citizens app, how I sparked 'em
The opps [?], told brodie "Let me guard 'em"
I'ma throw pain out this shit, I'm retarded, like
Oh that's Dudey? 'Ight bet
He better duck when I send
Nazzy, Bobby, Fess
I don't beef with no boy on that bench
Tryna bluff, put the G to his chin
Like, I bet I slide with my trend
Ayo Naz, just flick when i bend
You better not drive on my block with no tints, like
I'm on that street, why they dissin' my block?
I'm tryna beat up the box
I bet I throw if it's opps in the spot
Like, try to boom, I'm backin' out my knock
Edot, Ratty, they both shot
Like, fuck all them deads in a box
I'm tryna roll Dudey pops
(Grah)
Chorus
Tryna slide thru that block with my stitch
I'm in the street tryna up on that strip
Yagi, [?], we took a trip
Like, have flock [?] phone when we bend
I'm on [?] tryna catch an old friend
Like, she tryna be more than friends
Oh they tryna line me, well try again
Outro
Grahh, grahh
All them deads in a box
I'm tryna roll Dudey pops
I'm tryna roll Dudey—
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