letra de 10 blocks - tony shhnow
[intro]
(you rocking with dj youngkash)
()
(hoodrich)
[chorus: tony shhnow]
my b-tch don’t got no waist, rock prada, gucci, i’m so wasted
high as f-ck, i’m in the penthouse with two bad hoes kissing naked
(yung rel what’s happening?)
i hit the city i go viral, i ain’t never made a tiktok
(plug motivation) (this is big business)
i made my name in the street, my wrist cost ten blocks
numbers talk, you run up on me, you meet ten glocks
(major out here f-ck n-gga)
it’s my time, i can’t hold it on my wristw-tch
we sipping mud but the jakey on me [?]
[verse: sb nunkk & tony shhnow]
[?] young n-gga this that a1
already told you one time, i can’t front none
standing in my trap and you ain’t shopping, get to f-ck some
i’m trapping all through the night, i’m up until the sun come
income, i just f-cked that bad b-tch she think she getting some
nappy hеad b-tch, get on your grind and go and get some
madе my first thirty, had a big head, jimmy neutron
ain’t f-cking with yall n-ggas, yall get small bread like crouton
i’m riding with that burner on me, got the rims hot
she know i’m balling, i ain’t never made a jump shot
i’m always up, i had to move her to the rooftop
it’s a new day so i bought a new glock
i peepee’d on my vv’s, my b-tch the sh-t, these n-ggas p-ssed
i could teach a overnight class on how to work your wrist
put your partner in the wind, you gon’ have to catch the drift
i got rich, [?] to me they do no exist
you ain’t get no money you can’t f-ck with us
i got that baby .40 on my, my .45 tucked
we getting rich as f-ck, that money got my pockets stuffed
we finally ran it up, that fentanyl turned the hood up
one to two, two to four, n-gga what you know?
[?] going dumb, you head through the door
she ain’t tryna work and get no money, b-tch you gotta’ go
i don’t speak no spanish but my favorite word is adios
[chorus: tony shhnow]
my b-tch don’t got no waist, rock prada, gucci, i’m so wasted
high as f-ck, i’m in the penthouse with two bad hoes kissing naked
i hit the city i go viral, i ain’t never made a tiktok
i made my name in the street, my wrist cost ten blocks
numbers talk, you run up on me, you meet ten glocks
it’s my time, i can’t hold it on my wristw-tch
we sipping mud but the jakey on me [?]
(dj yung rel wake these p-ssy n-ggas up man, 21)
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