"Pro-Duced By Bloc Pt2" lyrics

Yeah, ha
Uh, Bloc
(Fuck goin' on? Bitch, uh, hmm)

Bitch, get off my dick, I don't fuck with nobody
I ain't from lil' Cali, but I got that shit in four pockets
Freaky bitch up on my dick, ayy, what you want? Some smoked sausage?
Ho, get up on your knees and blow that shit like '64 carbon
I'm blessed, used to be nobody, I'm fresh, I know the feds watchin'
Nigga said it's up with me, well, we can go however we go 'bout it
I'm gangster, bitch, I'm profilin', man, I used to really promote violence
My bitch used to be the driver, you know I'm dumpin' shit down on co-pilot
Ayy, dumpin' shit down, fillin' shit with rounds, walk a nigga down with a technique
These niggas must be the 12 or somethin', he took him an L for playin' with me
Smokin' on gas, a bale or somethin', what do you need? I'll sell you somethin'
I can't be fuckin' with too many niggas, then too many niggas might tell or somethin'
Ayy, what you want? What you need? Get it from my brodie
They ask me why I'm smokin' weed, because it keep me focused
Bae, I bang on fuckin' C's, this ain't Billy Ocean
I live my life like I'm a G, everything in motion

Yeah, everything in motion, nigga
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, nigga? Bloc, me
YNC shit, nigga, we ain't gon' stop this shit, nigga
Shit, keep goin'
You thought it was over? Bitch
No, takeover