Lyrics SOB x RBE – Block Boys
Text:
Bitch I’m in the field, I’m on the block with it
Tell my niggas up the score I won’t stop trippin’
All this money comin’ in, I can’t stop gettin’
You know I keep a stick, ain’t no stock with me
Couple niggas turned bitch, I can’t ride with ’em
If it’s funk, my niggas they gon’ ride for me
Leave my brothers, ain’t no question, they gon’ slide for me
I gotta keep a stick ain’t no stock on me
Let a nigga try me, imma drop sum’
I can’t let a nigga take me from my baby (no, no)
I can’t let a nigga take me from my mama, no (no)
Couple bodies gettin’ dropped for T.O
I just wanna get the top, then I’m gone
Niggas say they want funk, but they don’t
See this Glock, he don’t wanna be a thug anymore
Pouring fours for the cup
S block with the thugs
Big chop full of slugs
Got no trust or no love for a bitch or a nigga
Full clip for a nigga, two sticks on a nigga yeah
Baby come breathe on a nigga (aye)
My only fear is you cheatin’ on a nigga (aye)
They can’t wait for the day to catch me slippin’
Got 30 plus in it, imma empty out this pimpin’ (aye)
Bitch I’m in the field, I’m on the block with it
Tell my niggas up the score I won’t stop trippin’
All this money comin’ in, I can’t stop gettin’
You know I keep a stick, ain’t no stock with me
Rockin’ with the forty, ain’t no nine with me
If it’s funk, my niggas they gon’ ride for me
Leave my brothers, ain’t no question, they gon’ slide for me
Too many turned on me, I can’t trust no one
You claim you a shooter, but ain’t bust no one
Keep it on me cause I gotta see my son grow up
When I was down who was there for a nigga? No one
How the fuck y’all tryna funk but ain’t got no guns?
Talkin’ all that cash shit, but ain’t got no funds
?
my lil’ nigga own some
Imma get that shit up back, lil’ nigga, don’t ?
They know, they know
It’s on me, fosho
Leave a nigga face woah
In the field, when it’s funk
I keep a bankroll
Pour a four when the fake go
Love these hoes? I can’t, no
And, my nigga, I’ll never change up
Bitch I’m in a feeling when they block with me ?
Tell my niggas up the score I won’t stop trippin’
All this money comin’ in, I can’t stop gettin’
You know I keep a stick, ain’t no stock with me
Rockin’ with the forty, ain’t no nine with me
Couple niggas turned bitch, I can’t ride with ’em
If it’s funk, my niggas they gon’ ride for me
Leave my brothers, ain’t no question, they gon’ slide for me
