Handlebars

[Verse 1]

Fuckin' that bitch in New York

Lung full of nic' from the port

Run when I kick in the door

Gun got you hittin' the floor

I walk around with a clip

And I bust on your ho if that bitch give me lip

Fuckin' around with the set

Get a hole in your neck and your skull when I roll with the grip

I don't wanna kill when I bang

When I'm dumpin' the pump in your son for the gang

Beg when I'm loadin' the chopper, you don't want no problems

I'll pop at your noggin and brain

I got the wock in my pocket, that gun, I'm gon' cock it

That rocket go ra-ta-ta-tang

Lockin' and loadin' that pistol go right through your tissue

And blow like I'm Saddam Hussein

[Chorus]

That's on my block

That stay on my block

That stay on my block

That's on my block

That stay on my block

That stay on my block

That's on my block

That stay on my block

That stay on my block

That's on my block

That stay on my block

That stay on my block

That's on my

[Verse 2]

Uh, ride with the TEC

Light up the Uzi, your body get wet

Yeah,

I'm with the shooters a 9 to your head

Uh, Damnit I ball

I run the zone with my hand on the 4

I cut the dope with a samurai sword

I fuck your ho with the camera light on, yeah

Connect to the plug, no Wi-Fi

Sipping on the syrup like Mai Tai

Semi out the whip, that's a drive-by

Empty out the clip, you go night-night

Catchin' a body and dip, ayy

I'm selling molly to kids, wait

I got the work, on the stove, trap

I put the mop to your wig

[Chorus]

That's on my block

That stay on my block

That stay on my block

That's on my block

That stay on my block

That stay on my block

That's on my block

That stay on my block

That stay on my block

That's on my block

That stay on my block

That stay on my block

That's on my