Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block (aye yeah) Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block (aye come here) Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block (yeah b*tch) Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block (ya bad axx n*gga) Beat up the block Running from 12, got the dope in my sock We gone come through and we gone shoot a lot Light this b*tch up, give 'em all that I got (uh yeah) I got the drop If he got them bands, umma run in yo spot Young, wild, and reckless they want me to stop We gone pull up with them thirties and mops (uh yeah) Beat up the block Serving the junkies, they lookin' for rocks I'm in the trap, it got too many locks Been gettin' off this pack, ain't punchin' the clock We got them sticks and we got dirty Glocks Play with my jit they gon rip off ya top [gun sounds] (aye yeah) Beat up the block yeh, my young n*ggas beat up the block (aye yeah) Beat up the block, yeah beat ya b*tch outta her socks (uh yeah) I know they gon plot Beat the block out 'til them folks call the cops I got that sack on me everywhere I go, we gon trap this b*tch out (uh yeah) Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block (ya bad axx n*gga) I just been gettin' off this pack If i took yo sh*t then you ain't gettin' it back I just want the bread cause the cheese for the rats Remember a youngin' was rockin' them plaits B*tch we up now you can go check tha stats Them folks hit the spot then I'm hittin' a four flat My slime ball so brazy he yellin' out slatt He shot at me now he think he can relax If you cross that line it ain't turning back Play with the gang then yo ass gone get whacked We pullin' cards you gone get yo sh*t snatched If he want smoke ain't no thing we can match Remember hittin' licks kick the door off the latch My lil' b*tch so spoiled I swear she a brat Stomp a b*tch out like a f*ckin' door mat 44 bulldog it's got knock off ya hat Aye beat up the block, beat this b*tch out 'til the mornin' Uh yeh beat up the block, I'm on the Ave. when they snoring My shootas gon do you lil' n*gga no question I know that they scorin' Hell shells on his block you can get it lil' n*gga let me know if you want it Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block (aye yeah) Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block (aye yeah) Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block (ya bad axx n*gga) Beat up the block yeah, young n*gga beat up the block (aye)

Melly the menace I got out my bag and I went and got me Fucked up environment That's what JGreen said, that's what he said, hey She swallows that dick like a vitamin Young nigga world Melly the menace Fucked up environment (King Wonka beats), hey Bitch, I'm a menace, I shoot on school premises, fuck the environment (fuck the environment) Bitch, I'm from Gifford, that K A to G, that's a fucked up environment (fucked up environment) Chain got attached to more, 3.14, pussy boy ain't no pie in me (no pie in me) Chopper diminish your organs, your penance if you ever lie to me Just like a jail, we gon' sentence him, capture his soul and replenish him (oh, oh, oh) Don't give no fuck 'bout a friend, and fuck that lil' jit, I ain't kin to him (fuck that hoe) Wrap his ass up like salami, and chop his ass up, now we blendin' him (blendin' him) Cook his ass up, we gon' chemist him, ooh, get at him Scorpio move with the stick We gon' catch his ass slippin' and then we gon' finish him (get over here) Break his ass down and diminish him Don't give no fucks 'bout offendin' him These hoes are just alike, I swear they got all of these bitches still synonym Lil biddy bitch, you an antonym (antonym, bitch) How in the fuck is you friends with them? (Friends with the bitch) Bitch, I'm a thug, not a gentleman (facts, facts) Swallow my dick like some cinnamon Swallow my dick like some dinner, man (facts, facts) Fuck Donald Trump and George Zimmerman (uh, uh) Fuck Donald Trump and George Zimmerman Ooh, bitch ass nigga don't want no problems Bitch, I'm a menace, I shoot on school premises, fuck the environment (fuck the environment) Glock on my waist, with your bitch in my face, I'm like, "Fuck the society" (fuck the society) You don't want beef, we pull up with them sticks And you gotta go fire him (fire the bitch) I do not care what you talkin' about, all these bitches desire me (bitches desire me) Taraji P. Henson, your bitch gon' Empire me (gon' Empire me) She suck on my neck and my dick, she vampire me (vampire me, bitch) I fuck with JGreen 'cause I know he won't lie to me I fuck with Sakchaser, I know he gon' ride for me We hit a lick for ten bands, that shit like hittin' the lottery (lottery, bitch) We sendin' shots at your man, we do not send no apologies (apology, bitch) I am so high in the sky, think I can study for astrology (astrology, bitch) Bitch ass nigga do not want no beef And he know that I'm straight out the pot with it Oh, oh, straight out the pot with it Oh, Jay Rich go out with Young Malo Yeah, bitch, I'm straight out the pot with it JGreen won't stop, he keep on beatin' the pot JGreen won't stop, he keep on beatin' the pot Fuck is that young nigga talkin' 'bout? Know that my Glock will demolish him (demolish you, bitch) Pull-up on him and we moppin' then wet his ass up then we polish him (toom, toom-toom) Seen his ass all in public, must've thought that I was gon' say, "Hi" to him (hi to the bitch) I just pulled up, put that fire to him (fire to him) You ridin' with him, then you die with him Fuck what they talkin' 'bout? Pull-up and air it out (air that shit out, bitch) Location turned off, you don't know 'bout our whereabouts (nothin' 'bout my whereabouts, bitch) These bitches opinions somethin' I don't care about (about the bitch) Traphouse, got the baseheads runnin' in and out (in and out the bitch) I was losin' in the race, fuck nigga look who winnin' now (look who winnin', bitch) Run up the money, we run up the commas now (run up the commas now) Givenchy steppin', Louis Ferragamo now (fuck up a check) Don't fuck on these bitches, we fuck on these bitches' mamas now

I know Tell me now, no, oh-oh Lemme' get on my Michael Jackson shit really, eh I'm hot as fuck in this jacket (whoa, oh, oh) Getting hotter than a bitch in here I ain't really with the shits, yeah bih Shawty drunk as fuck I think she did a beer I don't want that ho, she from last year Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang I ain't really with the shits, yeah bih Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang You know a nigga run that Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang You know a nigga run that Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang You know a nigga really Slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime You know a nigga really Ridin', ridin', ridin', ridin', ridin', ridin', ah Fuckboy get tucked in they motherfuckin' pamper Leave you shitted out, fuckboy what's the answer Called them niggas but they ain't answer Ballin' on niggas like I got bouncer Ballin' on niggas like I got cancer Hoppin' on that dick, that lil' bitch there named should be Prancer Hoppin' on that dick, that lil' bitch there should be a dancer She don't wanna be a stripper so I cannot tip her, uh (tip her) Thick yellow bitch and she grabbin' on my zipper (on my zipper) Catch a pussy nigga, shoot 'em like I play for Clippers, uh (Clipper) Oops, I meant the Blippers, baby girl you know I'm slimey (slatt) Fuckin' on yo thot, I'm like the Grinch I'm super grimy (slimey) Slimy, green, ooh yeah (yeah) Think the bitch the Grinch, she keep eatin' on glass (glass) Fuck yo thot and I won't go mad (mad) You love that bitch so much, you even ate the ass (the ass) Hop in the coupe with my young slimes and then I spaz (spaz) Fuck on yo thot I'm from motherfuckin' Trinidad ('nidad) I'm just playin', you know a nigga from the G (the G) I got racks, you know them bitches all on me Am I cute? Am I cute? Yay or nay Eat that dick, drink it up, Gatorade (Gatorade) Yo nigga hatin' think he need some Haterade (so hard) Fuckboy, I don't play no ace of spades (go hard) I keep my weapon deployed (oh) They want the boy to be destroyed Fuckin' on yo thot, I'm like "ugh" (whoa) I might air her, she fuckin' on all my boys I'm a rich street nigga, ya dig that Pull up on yo ass, you get yo wig snatched Like 3 bitches in the line fighting for, uh Tracks (slatt, slatt) Tracks (gang, gang) Hoppin' out the coupe with the MAC (with the MAC) Tell a pussy nigga back, back (back up, back up, back) Wait, tell a pussy nigga bike, bike (bike, bike) Bitch ride on the dick just like a bike (like a bike, man) I am not no motherfuckin' dyke (fuck you pussy) Fuck it boy I'll shoot up, why? (why, why) Huh, I would take yo motherfuckin' life (take your life) Shut the fuck up, you ain't take nobody life (cap) And you know a nigga got a couple Stripes (strapped, strapped, strapped) Pussy bitch, you know I like them egg whites (energy) Big titties on the front of her chest (that back) Big titties, 5 bands I'll invest (I'll invest) Fuckboy, put you in cardiac arrest (arrest) You're heart-broke, you can't even say yes (yes) You're heart-broke, you can't even say no (no) You make me Melly pose (whoa, oh, oh)