Light Bill

Bust down Rolodex, fuck a ice grill Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill Spin your block, hundred shots, that's a light drill Plug on the trillion watts, check my light bill He thought he had a pint of Wock', bought some Nyquil Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill Spin your block, hundred shots, that's a light drill Plug on the trillion watts, let's get it Yeah It's blocks Beatin' down a nigga block, feel like Mike Will Paid the highest, nigga, pull up with the right pill Brodie tripped up with some blues and, like, five seals Bring 'em through, shit, just make sure that the pints real Pipe racin' the beast, spinnin' up the hard Me and Jack in the digs with three hundred large Six hundred Rs and a half, your confetti wop Made it four quarters, had to hit him with the ready-rock Splash it with the cold water, that's a belly flop Cracked the 'Rex, had to whip it in the jelly jar Put the bricks in the trunk, then we trail the car Tell girly, "Follow that cab, it got dope in it" I'm like Kobe with the eight if it's bold business Cook a whole situation, twenty-four minutes Chain heavy as my bag, quarter brick of glass Quick to burn the turnpike with a brick and a half Bust down Rolodex, fuck a ice grill Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill Spin your block, hundred shots, that's a light drill Plug on the trillion watts, check my light bill He thought he had a pint of Wock', bought some Nyquil Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill Spin your block, hundred shots, that's a light drill Plug on the trillion watts, let's get it Keep it a hundred like a tenth of a bird, that's my word Restoration Hardware in the crib, playin' the curb Bought the furniture, who? What? When? I never heard of ya You're a soft nigga, make-believing you're a murderer I'm a gangster, pretend that I'm not one But truth be told, y'all niggas could still catch a hot one I came up with criminals, killers and krill-servers Diamond-covered bracelets, fresh linen, concealed burners Everything I spit is facts, twenty years back Me and Stacks was up in Uncle Jack's, eatin' off packs Did it all, from the 'Lacs to the Ac's To the Bimmers to the Benz, made a lot of money, lost a couple friends But for the most part, I'm good with everybody I knew Sometimes communication dwindles 'cause the way that we grew That's just life shit, now we back on some gun and knife shit Playin' defense 'cause predators be on the night shift, uh Bust down Rolodex, fuck a ice grill Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill Spin your block, hundred shots, that's a light drill Plug on the trillion watts, check my light bill He thought he had a pint of Wock', bought some Nyquil Flood another nigga block off of Whitehill Spin your block, hundred shots, that's a light drill Plug on the trillion watts, let's get it