8ight Blocks by Big Wan Lyrics
Big Wan:
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
My pockets fat like the Buddha that be on the truth
I be comin in all night n shit, you hear my bitch the Blue
The only time you niggas allowed to rap is April Fools
That one car, two heads came down like a parachute
(So play it cool) Knockin' down the rest before I went to school
My spender, fiendin' for that dub and a pack of Kools
A pack of Blue, stash em where it at, it came from bustin' moves
Turned a one into two, we take a rolli, he gone' make the nеws
Swtich my number when its gettin' hot, you niggas swtichin' crеws
I switch bitches, the way I'm switchin' shoes
Little block confused, got a bigger bag so bitches choose
Big Wan rubberbands these G's, it came from dumpin' grits
Phone smackin' like the first, but it's the twenty-fifth
I could turn your ten grits a dub, into a twenty-six, (a thirty grits)
I could of bought a trapper but I bought some kicks
You all thought i'm tryna build a house, the way I'm stackin' bricks (you all thought im tryna build a house the way im stackin chips, get that load in ??)
Lil Trav:
I got a bag and really run it up now my pockets fat [?]
You gotta stay consistent never look back
Real trap, you niggas keep on losing like you doin crack
Put some extra foil on the dope just to get it black
Ballin on you niggas, me and Weezy teach you how to stack
Young player nigga, teacher mad [?]
Young paper chaser askin bout me, run in through a pack
Smoke a zip a day lungs hurt this that real [?]
...
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
My pockets fat like the Buddha that be on the truth
I be comin in all night n shit, you hear my bitch the Blue
The only time you niggas allowed to rap is April Fools
That one car, two heads came down like a parachute
(So play it cool) Knockin' down the rest before I went to school
My spender, fiendin' for that dub and a pack of Kools
A pack of Blue, stash em where it at, it came from bustin' moves
Turned a one into two, we take a rolli, he gone' make the nеws
Swtich my number when its gettin' hot, you niggas swtichin' crеws
I switch bitches, the way I'm switchin' shoes
Little block confused, got a bigger bag so bitches choose
Big Wan rubberbands these G's, it came from dumpin' grits
Phone smackin' like the first, but it's the twenty-fifth
I could turn your ten grits a dub, into a twenty-six, (a thirty grits)
I could of bought a trapper but I bought some kicks
You all thought i'm tryna build a house, the way I'm stackin' bricks (you all thought im tryna build a house the way im stackin chips, get that load in ??)
Lil Trav:
I got a bag and really run it up now my pockets fat [?]
You gotta stay consistent never look back
Real trap, you niggas keep on losing like you doin crack
Put some extra foil on the dope just to get it black
Ballin on you niggas, me and Weezy teach you how to stack
Young player nigga, teacher mad [?]
Young paper chaser askin bout me, run in through a pack
Smoke a zip a day lungs hurt this that real [?]
...