Boldy James - Any Block lyrics

rate me

I gotta go, I gotta get that money ‘cause it’s all a nigga know

I let the drummer roll, that bitch gonna go like bum bum bum bum

I got bass booming them speakers in the back, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, any block

Any block, I make it slap

Finna boy wanna fuck with traps

Any block I make it slap

Hand to hand, sell them back to back

Hand to hand, serve them back to back

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, any block

Any block I make it slap

Finna boy wanna fuck with traps

Any block I make it slap

Hand to hand, sell them back to back

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap, spin that cop money and take that trip

Flip and flop, switch and swap, let them send the blocks in that masons’ bag

Any spot, I make it big, any trap, I make it great

Any hood, I make it crouch, hit the club and I make it rain

It’s king James, hit the block and I make it back

‘Cause nigga watching, not shape and fit

Hand to hand, I sell them back to back

Hand to hand, I sell them back to back

Cram jamming racks on racks, lap dancing

Hella bands kick your camera lens ‘cause I’m extra packed

Thousand grams down the way, well I can call it set

A thousand stash round the waste, call that bouncing back

Pull the bunny ears out my mix, I’m pulling rabbit tricks out my hat

Give me a pot in that silver packing, any block, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, any block

Any block, I make it slap

Finna boy wanna fuck with traps

Any block I make it slap

Hand to hand, sell them back to back

Hand to hand, serve them back to back

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, any block

Any block I make it slap

Finna boy wanna fuck with traps

Any block I make it slap

Hand to hand, sell them back to back

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap

With them dropping, I scrape the sands

Yeah, that pot used to get to top, got me whipping drops with them paper tags

Dealer plates on my dinner plate

Used to cut corners with the rangers in

Sipping 28, selling Ricky Lake for that ginger bread

Put it down, another 20 stakes, took over all the niggas hoods

Dead brown on the interstate get pulled over with hundred drugs

Was nothing to us, try to get them back

Had to suffocate them with the renter’s rap

When it touched and made it I was in my act

Sip the act, cup full of mud, twisting batch, run full of nerds

They send me back with the fucking door

Gotta touch back, nigga where you at, where you think I’m at, bitch, in the hood

Finna drugs, we get them all, that’s from …

Just let the set and I split the check, tryna get it back, motherfucker, club, let’s get it

I gotta go, I gotta get that money ‘cause it’s all a nigga know

I let the drummer roll, that bitch gonna go like bum bum bum bum

I got bass booming them speakers in the back, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, any block

Any block, I make it slap

Finna boy wanna fuck with traps

Any block I make it slap

Hand to hand, sell them back to back

Hand to hand, serve them back to back

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, I make it slap

Any block, any block

Any block I make it slap

Finna boy wanna fuck with traps

Any block I make it slap

Hand to hand, sell them back to back

Any block, I make it slap

I gotta go, I gotta get that money ‘cause it’s all a nigga know

I let the drummer roll, that bitch gonna go like bum bum bum bum

I got bass booming them speakers in the back, I make it slap