Ten Four - Blake

Fuck

Benzo, hanging out the window

Benzo, hanging out the window

Benzo, just wanna

Ride on that dick slow, hanging out the window

Blow on my kin four, hanging out the window

Aye

Aye, look

Lil niggas love to play

I don’t really got too much to say

It’s like it’s something new everyday

I make them feel some type of way

Yeah, Twitter all fun and games but my niggas can’t respond back with a K

Nigga oh for goodness sake

That bitch she been lying to your face

Watch me dog turn into a snake

You pussy nigga can’t see me

Give a pussy nigga heebie jeebies

Chase the bag like I’m Mario and Luigi

Go on bitch, drop

Yeah, bitch drop it like it’s hot

Cause it’s little Blake, I’m fucking high

Said they real when they not

«Damn why your belt got a lock?»

That’s Buscemi, that just mean it cost a lot

Little Blake flexing

Young, dumb and reckless

Hundreds were depressing

Teach his ass a lesson

All you VV’s

All that, that’s a blessing

She want me to hit cause everything bigger in Texas

Talking on a sneak

Talking like they know what’s good with me

I was breaking P’s down G by G

Jimmy, Johnny and KC

Yeah, 28 times 16

Counting 4, 48 like 1, 2, 3

Thinking it was sweet

I was up working, they was sleep

I learned these niggas not what you think

Around these niggas you can’t blink

Yeah, I brought that E350 now a nigga need that E63

Massi or the Bently, Chevy or the Hemi, fastest one to 60

Can’t let the niggas near me

Eyes barely open, gotta battle something with me

I share all my bitches cause I got too fucking many

Speeding a Benzo, hanging out that window

Ride on that dick slow, she just wanna disco

Beat it up with tempo

Imma keep it simple, I just get the info

Damn it’s a ten four

Damn lil Blake

Damn lil Blake you got em pissed

Lil Blake came and really took my bitch

Doing tricks on the dick

Damn, I know I need it quick, but I might follow back if she thick

Shawty is you ready, put in your belly

Share it with your bestie

Mouth game deadly

I’mma put my thumb in her booty if she let me

Don’t even call my phone but it’s cool if you text me

My hundreds turn blue

My circle it got small as a crew

Got niggas telling stories that ain’t true

I understand they tell the truth

Niggas try hating but it’s cool

I just hope they seen a check like I do

But we gonna play it smart, We don’t ever talk, whip push to start

Pack smell like fart

Damn, my diamonds glowing in the fucking dark

Ain’t no conversation tryna see about that art

Got that bag in my pants

I ain’t never ask for no favor

Told them fuck niggas hasta luego

Gotta grind hard for later

I was up late for that paper

Watch that shit turn my niggas into haters

VIP going dumb

Mall going dumb

Riding with no bud

Come get you some

Crazy thing, I started off doing this shit for fun

Few hundreds thousand later

I think I like what I’ve become

Posse in a Bently, Chevy or the Hemi, fastest one to 60

Can’t let the niggas near me

Eyes barely open, gotta battle something with me

I share all my bitches cause I got too fucking many

Speeding a Benzo, hanging out that window

Ride on that dick slow, she just wanna disco

Beat it up with tempo

Imma keep it simple, I just get the info

Damn it’s a ten four

Damn lil Blake

Damn lil Blake you got them pissed

Damn lil Blake

Damn lil Blake

(Damn lil Blake)

Damn lil Blake you got them pissed

Damn lil Blake

Damn lil Blake you got them pissed

Damn lil Blake

Damn lil Blake you got them pissed

(piss x7)