6locc 6a6y lyrics

[Intro]
Tommy Franco make it bang, though
Ayy
Ayy, ayy (b*tch)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (b*tch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby)
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (b*tch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, ayy (Glock baby)

[Verse 1]
Bad-ass kids, we was racin' with the streetlight (What?)
Brand new 'fit, got a Glock with the G Nikes (Skrrt)
Fresh white tee with a creased pair of Levis
Real-ass Crip, I'll never ever be slime (Hell nah)
Fake-ass b*tch, she'll never ever be mine (Never that)
Cut a ho off, we don't love these felines (No cap)
No conversation, he ain't got a stick (What?)
If this get 'scalated, I'ma shoot mine quick (Baow)
Big four-five push through a n*gga sh*t (Push it back)
Focused on the money, we ain't beefin' 'bout a b*tch (Hell nah, hell nah)
I'm a block baby with a six (What?)
I'm a cheat code, n*gga, I'm a glitch (No cap)
Throw me in the game and I'm bound to get rich
n*ggas turned ho, said why them n*gga switch? (Why?)
So many times a n*gga could've been a lick (No cap)
I'ma wet a n*gga up, leave his whole body drenched (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (b*tch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby)
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (b*tch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby (Glock baby)

[Verse 2]
Walk in the party, I just bought a stick (What?)
Got a new Glock to go with my new 'fit (New 'fit)
n*ggas keep talking, I'm shooting this sh*t (Baow baow)
f*ck a post up, my n*gga comin' right quick (No cap)
My n*ggas gon' jam a J special quick (J special)
n*gga keep talking, we come with them glicks (What?)
Roll, roll, roll, roll down the street (Ooh)
Got me a chop and a .223 (Ooh)
F&N's coming, they blowin' his feet
No, blowin' his head 'cause I'm aimin' for teeth (No cap)
n*gga, what's up? I'm gon' aim for the cheeks (Yeah)
Ooh, big smoke, ayy
Big dope smoke and I got it in the back
Brother told me go get me a rack (Go get it)
So I went and got a pack and I made it right back
Had to make this sh*t double 'cause I got it like that, what?
I got the dope in the kitchen (No cap)
My n*ggas just wanna get millions, ayy
They see a young n*gga gon' make it (No cap)
So they feelin' like they can go get it, ayy
My brother in the ground, n*gga, skeleton and bones
And my uncle doing life, he ain't never comin' home (No cap)
This sh*t really crazy, couldn't feel 'em, gettin' stoned
And these n*ggas don't know 'cause my mind really gone