Lyrics
It's a party on my block, bruh, party on my block
Party on my block, bruh, party on my block, party on
My block, bruh, party on my block, go with your move (lets go)
All of my **** know what I'ma do when I get on this beat though
I done said this shit once, already
Im' telling you, ****, this flow hella' lethal
**** be making me mad and shit I be like
Dam, they keep tryna to compare me to people
I'm really hoping they see that I'm humble, but maybe
I still gotta show a lil ego, my turn into de-bo
Killing these beats with no problem, I hate
It, but they keep the shit on the low
Im finna get on they ass, bruh, keep making me mad
I'm like, fuck **** sit by the door
Yeah i been having this shit, but I'm stashin' this shit
Got me putting that shit on the floor
I gotta tell all my **** to get on that shit
Cause the getta getting ready to go
Why would I show off my money? That's lame
I was broke as a bitch, man, I stopped at the bank
Now I'm out doing shit, you still planning to do that
That I know you wont do, cause you feel like you can't
Bro, it's time to make money
Throw out the drink, I can't go without Benjamin
Shout out to the Frank, I'm just waiting to blow explode
Like a tank every time getta drop
Know its upping my rank, let's go
Bro nem, gone ask how I did this shit
I really came out the motherfucking bleachers
I learned on my own, ima keep going strong
Why the fuck would I ever need you as a teacher?
I stayed in the gym, go and watch film, little ****
Before you come meet the grim reaper
Love for the guys, they know I'm a slide
Fasho, I might bring out them golden retriever's
What you gon' do to me? Nothing
I'm not a killer, my killer, my cousin
Huffin' and puffin'
Better than I think I won't bust it'
Little bitch, I'm tired of you fussin'
Or if you rush me, I might just send a whole dozen
My name consistently buzzin'
Thinkin' it matters, it doesn't
****, I'm lit now fuck it'
****, I'm lit now fuck it'
Its getta, let's go
Go, go, go with your move
Written by: Da Getta
