"Da Block" lyrics

What's up everybody tonight, it's your nigga Yung Raw right here
And I'm kickin' it in East Memphis with my niggas Chris Travis and Ethelwulf, yeah
And we gon' take it back to the 90s for y'all, you hear me, feel me?
Sittin' here in East Memphis, you know, keep it trill, keep it chill, and keep that shit G, yeah

Now I can be the type of P to take apologizes
Or the type to take them body parts right off em P
As I slide, with the T, That's a sexy piece
Through the streets, of my east, headed to the sheets
Nigga you know, how it be, make these hoes believe
You will learn to stack your cheese more resposibly
I be eatin' all up, what, what the fuck, I please
Nigga, what the fuck you mean? Streets is hiring
And fuck a mainstream prick, with the wires that glitch
Tryna take a nigga brain, with that fake-ass shit
My boy, I'll backflip kick, off a wall or something
If a sucker come up, actin' hype like a bitch, Unnecessary shit
That shit, lame as can get
We at the party, we in
Drinkin' drinks with the chicks
Exchangin' info n shit
Bout' time to get down split
Shit got up in on my dick
But I just put it on and I took the bitch down

Everything trill, keep it G, posted on the block
Money stackin' up, double cup, women show us love
Everything trill, keep it G, posted on the block
Money stackin' up, double cup, women show us love
Everything trill, keep it G, posted on the block
Money stackin' up, double cup, women show us love
Everything trill, keep it G, posted on the block
Money stackin' up, double cup, women show us love

I'm so trilla, I'm so cheap
Blowin' smoke so I can't see
Young nigga got hella steeze
Bad bitches with better weed
I'm tryna get to the green
Blunt dip, pro-methazine
Feeling up on her ass, she suck, I let her pass
200 up on the dash, I'm smoked out in the back
I am an all black, counting the fucking cash
Bitches coming real fast, just sit back and relax
Take a dose of this thrax, let your mind destroy your past
Let your eyes deceive the facts, keep it trilla to my last
Bandana, American flag, on wavy shit, tell her friends
My niggas is all in, skateboardin and smokin
Rolling and choking, all black in loces, bitch
Sipping the potion, we chillin' and rolling
Gold teeth are glowin, money im focus, moving, slow motion
Bitches is toasted, talking so slowly, Creeping so slowly, bitch

Everything trill, keep it G, posted on the block
Money stackin' up, double cup, women show us love
Everything trill, keep it G, posted on the block
Money stackin' up, double cup, women show us love
Everything trill, keep it G, posted on the block
Money stackin' up, double cup, women show us love
Everything trill, keep it G, posted on the block
Money stackin' up, double cup, women show us love

Hoes press play, pussy niggas I spray
I'ma keep it G lowkey police
Now, they don't really wanna mess with me
Hoe, coming through
Candy paint glistening
Women still listening
Time to get to pimping hating niggas always tricking
They roll up on a nigga, block, start the discipline
If you can't stand the heat, get out the kitchen then
And they know Yung Raw ain't nice i'm bout that life
You wanna fight, I'll bring a knife
You bring a gun, and I'm still gon' end your life
Swagging heavy, flying steady, Groovy like I'm Elvis Presley
Whipping Chevy, smashing Bettys, Yo man's low, you are Eddie
I'm rapping everyday, just like a mummy
And when I'm wanting brain, well fuck it, I'm a zombie
And if you talking down, don't let me be mentioned
And if I lay his clothes, I'm probably like Richard
But this is not a stand up, Yung Raw got his fans up
Ever since I got my bands up they wanna eat the man up