Blockwork “Freestyle”

By TaTa

Released on October 2, 2022

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[Intro: TaTa]

(I don’t care if you pretty, suck my dick, grrah)

(S-suck my dick) Grrah, grrah, boom

All 41 and one for all

(Ayo, Marvy, you did that)

(It’s Kosfinger, baby) Grrah

Grrah, grrah, boom, bitch

Every opp shot, everything dead

41 shots to the head

Grrt

Like, grrah


[Verse 1: TaTa]

Why these opp niggas sucking my dick? (What the fuck?)

Couple niggas that's dead in a ditch

And they ain't coming back, they just stuck in my spliff

Like I might go to his grave, then spit

I'm a demon, and they know I like gunplay (Gunplay)

Stupid dummy, went out on a subway (Subway)

Lil nigga just went out the dumb way (Dumb way)

Niggas be broke, so they do it the bum way

All black tech got these niggas shook

If he move, I'ma make him look

And these niggas just cap for the book

Then he get shot in his face no book

Like grrah, every O shot

He a dummy, he rap what he not

Two knocks, one green with a dot

Like more than one, I'm staying on hots

Niggas say they not 41, shit gotta stop (Are you dumb?)

Nigga, suck my dick

Ayo, Chalim get off my dick

Like you a bum, and you dirty as shit

That nigga said we was gonna get stitches

Like that nigga is laying in ditches

Losing vision when I 'oot at the crowd

He think he tough 'cause he beat on his bitches (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn)


[Bridge: Jenn Carter]

Look

Grrah

Look

It's Carter, dickhead

Look

Grrah, grrah

Look


[Verse 2: Jenn Carter]

I'm like fuck it, let's go on a drill (Like, what?)

'Cause I think niggas loosing they screws

I'm with KR and Jah they might up it and shoot

And that nigga a goose, he be ducking the deuce

Like I'ma keep it a hunnid

Look like I'm Giannis, I keep it a buck

He was dissing got turned into dust

Now that boy shooting, he all in my blunt

I don't say I'm the best, I just let that shit see

Grrah, like my shit on repeat

Quick draw if he fast on his feet

Like, roll him up in the marley

Not sorry

He was dissing got poked in a heartbeat

And these niggas don't know what they started

Grrah, and their guns just stay in their gallery (What?)

Oh, and ya niggas ain't dap

Broke lil niggas, ya got me upset

How you dissing on the net and you thought I'd forget?

Niggas pussy, they really be actors

Like I spot me an O, I'ma pack 'em

No Brazilian, brodie gon' wax 'em

Feeling like Spunna when I am-

She treeshy, nasty

Lick on my body, we go to the backseat

If I don't got the V, I might spin on a taxi

He got sent to the sky, I was happy

Throwing all 10's so they calling me back

On the scene , I go flock out the benz

Spinnin' and spinnin', we do it again

And that shorty a thot and she bringing her friends, grrah


[Verse 3: Kyle Richh]

(KR)

Everyone dead, don't run, don't move

And meechy got beat out his shoes

Shoot through the mesh, I'ma find me a goon

Free Static, go dumb with the deuce

He not an 'ooter, who does he 'oot?

How he dead after making a diss?

Notti, all in my spliff

If he run, I put two in his head

I know he dead, I can tell by the twitch

No BeyBlade whole lotta rip

Too many guns, I don't know what to pick

Niggas buggin', who bigger than me?

He think he lit, he get lit, no stitch

And I'm 41 boppin' and shit

Told number 1, get shot in your shit

Damn (Like, what?)

That bitch a bum, I can tell by the wig

Getting deady off wock, can't trip

Like, I make plays like Popovich

And we got the drop where he lay at

(Click, click) He got put on a plate, damn

I be lost but I do it for Lay

And these niggas be envy the shit that I made

(Like, damn) Like damn, like, what?

Bitch I'm bussin, spot 'em, pack 'em

Like red beam on a gun imma crack 'em

Big .45 put a hole through the madness

And Notti got put in a box, packaged

4's in the spot, it get active

Like, what?

Bled through his socks, 'cause he thought I was lacking

Like-Like damn

H-He dead

These are my blocks, can't twist that knock

Bro been dumped that knock

Like what? Can't toss that knock