Posted On The Block (feat. Rowdy Racks) Video (MV)

Ha, look, check it, ayy this what it is bitch, huh, look
Posted on the block, drinkin' on a 40 Got them Bands up, now them bitches all on me
Only one I trust is my mama and my 40 Do it for the Bands and I do it for the homies
Streets is f*cked up, but I gotta keep on going Homies in the cells, but I gotta keep
On flowing Wet this bitch, huh, cause I'm really out
Here showin' Keep this shit actin' cause the homies In
The action Little bitch love me, but she really out Here
Actin' Tell that bitch to bounce, shit boutta start
Crackin' Lil' bitch didn't want to, had to get to
Smackin' F*cked that' lil' bitch, and then she get to Braggin
G-shit, I'm ridin', G-shit, I'm slidin' Don't do shit for Fun, cause the homies out
Here active' Walkin' down the ave, you can never Catch me
Lackin' Bitch, yeah, I'm always pistol packin
Better watch what you say, better watch what you Sayin
Heat so big, got me turnin' super saiyan Motherf*ckers talkin', but you busters ain't
Sprayin' all that net talkin', now you got your mother
Prayin' Watch where the f*ck you walk end up on The
Pavement It was just a day where we was just Hangin
Motherf*ckers whistle twice, then they started Sprayin
Got the devil on me, yea right hand , i had to lay him
Demons talkin' to me, yea Im wishin' I was playin' Ain't no playin' games, the homie turn bold
Make his whole body fold, bullets shootin' at your Brain
I ain't gon stop shooting til, I get my f*ckin pay
Posted on the block with my felons, bellin' Anybody Trippin', get a one-way trip to heaven
Tryna see what I could pull like Devin Finger on the Trigger on that Tray 5-7, Smith
And Wesson Cause I ain't playin' no games, I'm Lookin
For the hitters I ain't bangin' no lames, lights flashin
You see the bling on my chain You see the drip on my Fist, see the bling
On my ring It's the flyest ese in the world, baby
Hell nah, I can't make you my girl, baby Your ass ran Through, make me wanna hurl, baby
If it ain't top tier, I don't want it for sure, oh baby
I'm posted on the block with the top shotters You Know them motherf*ckers lyin', talkin
Bout they got us, shit Come on, fool, you dudes ain't Bout nada
And Rowdy ain't with it if it ain't talkin' bout dollars On my mama
Posted on the block, drinkin' on a 40 Got them Bands up, now them bitches all on me
Only one I trust is my mama and my 40 Do it for the Bands and I do it for the homies
Streets is f*cked up, but I gotta keep on goin' Homies in the cells, but I gotta keep on flowin
Wet this bitch up, cause I'm really out here, showin
Keep this shit active, cause the homies in the action