BLOCK STARS

By Quin NFN

Released on October 7, 2023

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[Verse]

Niggas talkin' 'bout takin' away from who? That shit sound slow

Momma never raised no pussy niggas in her household

If dude'nem never brought nothin' to the table, what he ran for?

You ain't makin' profit off the paper pushin' pounds tho'

Lil' bro only fuck with vein shooters, his a brain user

Quincho only really claim shooters like a straight hooper

I'm with 20 [?] 20 ball, tryna drink [?]

Nigga talkin' like he active, nigga, you is the same loser

We gon' put that iron on his mind if he actin' wild

He gon' throw a rocket at his hand, but that shit not allowed

I just beat the pack up with my dawg, I feel like [?]

She just tryna let me in her jaw, tryna feel me out

I be turned up 'bout my top, don't get your fuckin' head hit

I've been countin' bread and chasin' bands with all my miskins

Turn a pink pussy maroon look like the fuckin' red skin

We'll turn a [?] into some fuckin' dead man

Now she call me up, I pull up, tryna put my leg in

It's gon' turn my temper up if I can't bring my lead in

Walk these niggas down, there's no shows that I got on foreal

Day one niggas switched up on the kid, how I'm supposed to feel?

Me and bro we just like [?] and we on go foreal

Tell my bro, he low-key 'posed to chill, but all he know is kill

She gon' eat it while I drive this truck, I can't control the wheel

Change the van, we load up and go spin just like some roller wheels

Cop cars, we've been dodgin' them, they can't find the dude

Block stars all I'm hangin' with, I bet your momma knew

Wockhardt [?] my kidney all I [?] juice

Dodge dart, pull on nigga street and we jump out the Coupe

We gon' slide, now he fried, leave him with the flies

Told the guys ''Go take his mind'' and they might get a prize

Livin' lies, they in disguise about they fuckin'' lifes

I got all my jewelry on the day, but they ain't touchin' mine

Lotta bitches chasin' me, I need some different kind

Lemon squeeze on this HD, let's make some lemon lime

Bitch look just like [?], told her "Get inside''

Made her bend her spine

One, two, three, four, five shooters with me

I feel like a lion how I got my cougar with me

But she don't like when I'm outside, she say I'm super friendly

Top dollar, feel just like a scholar, got my ruler with me

All I need is [?], momma, Marry and got poodle with me

Low-key sendin' hits right back-to-back so all my shooters busy

Know I come from Texas, got my Choppa and this Uber with me

Lil' bro'nem [?] and leave your shooter empty


[Intro]

Drop his ass