Rollin up the block pullin 187s
Sippin on a bottle full of cough suppressants
Havent met the preacher havent met the reverend
But my flows gotta be the closest thing to heaven
Ima break the levy Ima break the blunt
Ima show my ights, Ima shake the junt
Ima do what I want, Ima slang the drugs
Ima stack my money, Ima save that up
When I was young always wanted a range to back up
Now Im pullin out stuntin on bitches and black trucks
Hoes they lap up Im pimpin Im macked up
Draped up dripped out mac-10 clipped up
Ima ghost but I thought I fucking told ya
All these bitches call me bones young graveyard soldier
Gettin little older, gettin little bigga, im a young fucking killin these blunts be the victims
Somewhere on your block lookin for the cops got my head on a swivel got my Glock on cock
Anotha 24 in califor n-I-a they know its all good I aint even gotta say
Rollin up the block pullin 187s
Sippin on a bottle full of cough suppressants
Havent met the preacher havent met the reverend
But my flows gotta be the closest thing to heaven
Closest thing to Heaven
Flows gotta be the closest thing to heaven
Rollin up the block pullin 187s
Sippin on a bottle full of cough suppressants