Sam King Blocka
[Produced By: Stylts]
[Verse 1]
S-u-b-u-r-b-a-n
T-r-a-p-p-i-n-g
Bending corners
Building legions
Steady creep till tank on empty
We never gonna find that out
When u sing about me
When u think about me
Brings the beast up out me, just bounce
I need peace around me
There's a piece around me
Got leaf around me by the Ounce
[Verse 2]
This that tell me what you know about Vegas
Pimp that, tell me what you know about crazy
Flip that, always where the chips at
Where they strip at, where the strips at
Shout out to my strip club ladies, cash out
Ain't been a thing but baked beans since 18 to make rain, make way for this guy, It's his time
Love you on a thin line
All my shyt is A-plus, my niggas do gym time
Your niggas do jail time
Man that shyt is fail time
Come up when I flip scripts, I don't have to sell pills, they givin out fed time
That's not somthing that I'm f..ckin with or really of my interest
This is real hip hop, who you tryna impress?
Doing my dance, it looks like a bench press
Taken my chance, but it wasn't on a thin bet
Came out the womb in Las Vegas and I didn't sweat
Member when they took me to the zoo and I didn't pet
Knew I was an animal that wasn't in a fence yet
Why they tryna change me
Why they tryna cage me
Man I got big shit poppin'
All that lil shit stoppin'
Watch me let them dreads swang
See that young nigga moppin'
Who the f..ck gon' try to stop him, who?
Think you that person then I'm dropping you