Punch in Lyrics

I got chats with the opps begging me to have a sit down

Ain't no coping out even though I already get mine

I'll make em all sit down

When I bring that stick round

Demons fucking with me so I can't put this splif down

If you ain't from the block brodie don't you bring your bitch round

None of them could stand with me

Both side a me quick sand

I got a hundred bands rapped up in some thick bands

And I be the first cap call when that shit land

Opps hungry for a kill so I brought a chip round

Station on the hill with a choppa kick like kickstand

Run down on they block we done shoot a blick out zip hand

Switch on the back so that stick do a lil stutter when it knock

We was there in bout five when them niggas send the drop

Munna got a stick tuck even when he on the clock

Remember trapping on the hill severing out my mummy shop

We on the block pushing

We got green and white stuff

Wanna go spin on ya opps

We could get you piped up

The last nigga die

Cause them niggas got him hyped up

I just told get spitty make it look like you throwing up

She told me pin her up she like it when a nigga do it rough

But it hard to do it rough when she got that tight stuff

Quick to make a nigga bust and I ain't even piped up

Trap froggy eight am and we already out a stock we done drop a couple opps

The block hot

The block hot

Chip so you could squeeze until it knock

The glock hot

The glock hot

Well connected with the plug

Hotspot hotspot

Off dnd the plug might call any second

G two with a switch go glarr in seconds

Extendo on it long look like a giraffe neck in

Piped up so it's heavy motion when we stepping

Hotside what we reaping

Chill outside his house like we prepping

Run up on his car on the light like we begging

Got a opp bitch begging like joshua that's ya dick

Feel like you get a whole leg in

She like to get handle so I ripping off her leggings

Got her gushing I just put the head in

Hit it from the back make her scream what I reaping

Getting on that time she wanna get on that time with me

Sock down a eight and goggle down something slippery

She for the streets I'll slap this bitch if she kiss me

She got that migraine that shit a make ya bust quickly

All I want is blue notes

Remember spinning blocks in a new note

Hop out with a nine this bitch sound like a two stroke

Brand new wave brand new boat

I might say the most but I don't do most

Cold world I might need two coats