Block (ft. StaySolidRocky, Internet Money)

Block
[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Internet Money, bitch
Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ooh
Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Big 14, know what the f*** goin' on
Lil', uh, bitch
Ayy, yeah (Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
They don't understand who I am (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I had to WWE slam (Slam)
Down on these f*** niggas, yeah, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I said they had the murder rate high, yeah (Bah)
I said they had the murder rate high, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Pull up with them Glocks, ni*** like, yeah (Yeah)
Pull up, send some shots, ni*** like, yeah (Yeah)
Gunpowder get popped, ni***, like, yeah (Yeah)
We done had the whole hood hot, ni***, yeah (Woo)
Pull out on the block, ni***, like, yeah (Bitch)
I love the way your body drop, yeah, yeah (Way it drop, yeah)
The way it tumble then it flop, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
I don't got the time to be playin' games with the opps
Pull up with this chop' and then I knock you out your socks (Bah)
Timeless, and I don't need a motherfuckin' clock
Man, I swear to God, all I need is my Glock and mop, yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
They don't understand who I am (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I had to WWE slam (Slam)
Down on these f*** niggas, yeah, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I said they had the murder rate high, yeah (Bah)
I said they had the murder rate high, yeah (Yeah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Pull up with them Glocks, ni*** like, yeah (Yeah)
Pull up, send some shots, ni*** like, yeah (Yeah)
Gunpowder get popped, ni***, like, yeah (Yeah)
We done had the whole hood hot, ni***, yeah (Woo)
Pull out on the block, ni***, like, yeah (Bitch)
I love the way your body drop, yeah, yeah (Way it drop, yeah)
The way it tumble then it flop, yeah, yeah (Yeah).