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Blocka La Flame - Travis Scott
This type of sh*t happens every day
All dem I'm under mourn for people pon stay
But none of them have the guts to pull out and spray
None of them have the guts to pull out and spray
Pull out and spray
Pull out and spray
Pull out and spray
Pull out and spray
Pull out and spray
Pull out and spray
Pull out and spray
Pull out and spray
Pull out and spray
I got diamonds on my blocka
Servin' to my flocka
Yeah that's my flocka
To my flocka
Pray to Lord on my shotta
She be popper
Yeah that's my flocka
Ohh
Ohh
I'm that ferragammo Hussein
Tom Crusin' rock of ages
In the Garden State gettin' cake
Could've thought I'm Jewish
F**k f**k f**k
Might lose your soul from my language
Nowadays n**gas been at round tables
Talkin' all that heinous language
Plutonica insomnia
Put that money on your head
Balenciaga yammaka
15 when I carried loads of them Oziums
And them bag of nicks I mean groceries
I mean daddy knows ain't no controlling me
My ballad Scottie might sag
She give me head before the a**
And never let no n**gas smash
No puff and no pass
We break it if we can get half
Thank you for making it last
Get everything that you got
Break me a piece of that off
Rest in peace n**gas I lost
I got diamonds on my blocka
Servin' to my flocka
Yeah that's my flocka
To my flocka
Pray to Lord on my shotta
She be popper
Yeah that's my flocka
Ohh
Ohh
Oh God
This sh*t too cold for the mink 'Ye
Bang bang bang my n**gas ain't tame
Might bury your a** in that Sphinx mane
Sip Merlot watch 'em make the champagne rain
Let my ding a ling hang
I'm a south side n**ga with a 'cane ring
We run it summers we runnin'
Spring and fall jogging be nothing
When do they cuff it
Cuffin' 'em up as they lug it
The same others my n**gas stuff it
Ridin' through
Rock it Shaka Zulu
Blocka your whole family blue
Bloody yeah Suwuu
Ain't you supposed to preach what your practice
Put a rubber on if you stabbin'
Get baptized if you baptist
But ain't it evil to live backwards
Holy Ghost hold up
Shakalu blocka you louse
That's tongue for you n**gas who lost
I got diamonds on my blocka
Servin' to my flocka
Yeah that's my flocka
To my flocka
Pray to Lord on my shotta
She be popper
Yeah that's my flocka
Ohh
Ohh