Blocks Hot (feat. Giggs)

I was just working out man

You know when you do extra reps

You don't need to do them

But you just, you get me?

(Yeah) Ah

Boil up a boy's head (Head)

Block's hot now

Boil up a boiled egg

Buh-buh, mek a boy beg (Beg)

Oi-oi, ain't that Stone and that boy Seb?

Fuck, where's yo' boy (Boy)

Mad man I buss it off and cut with the toy

Fuck all the negative and up the joy (Joy)

Shit is inevitable, that real McCoy

Ooh

Yeah ****'s so fly

I'm so fucking fly (Fucking fly)

****'s so high

On some fucking high

Now let's be real, Clarke

That's a nutty guy

Pussy got slapped

'Cause he cut his eye, mmm

Bag full of blocks

Bags for the watch

Bags for the box

Scared of them ****

But you bad for your boss

Yeah I turn up with ****

And we're bad for your block

Yeah I turn up all drippy

Looking trash for the shot

Yeah I burn it like hippies

**** high for the crop

When I turn up

Yeah you can give me cash for the swap

Anything looking fishy

You'll get racked with the mop

Murder, man run out and it's murder

Handgun out, yeah this burner

Man come out and just turn up

The gang run out we just firm up

Flexy just picked that girl up

Sexy gyal fi get curl up

Yes di weed fi get burn up

(Get the, get the, get the)

Get the packs out

Turn the taps on (It's work)

The .38's short but the rack's long

They heard we took an L

They got their facts wrong (Nah)

My little **** turn their phones off and straps on

Wax off **** wax on (Wax on)

Made half a milli in a year and said rap's long

****'s following the wave and tryna latch on

I'm really living what they sayin' in their rap songs (Trust)

Elected by the majority

I'm talking trap with experience and authority (Authority)

Before I met the plug they was ignoring me (They was ignoring me)

Now my purity's giving them security (Okay, okay)

Hood **** but I stand alone (Trust)

You wouldn't understand jugging if you ain't rang my phone

(You wouldn't)

I was really in bandos, I was in an abandoned home

Got a collection of bitches all on my camera phone

Ever since I turned my mic on (Yeah)

**** been an icon (Yeah)

If he turn his bike on (Yeah)

**** that's your life gone

First he turned his lights off

Then he turns a light on

Mash him with the sight on

He better get the right gun

Murder, man run out and it's murder

Handgun out, yeah this burner

Man come out and just turn up

The gang run out we just firm up

Flexy just picked that girl up

Sexy gyal fi get curl up

Yes di weed fi get burn up

(Yeah)