Lyrics Did It All - Ralo, Block 125

Did It All

Block 125
Fam Goon!
Ralo
Aye
Ridin' 'round in that hotbox
Jumpin' out with them Glocks out
I got more dough than IHop
Nigga rob me, he gon get popped
Servin' that arm and hammer
Keepin' them hammers in arms
Niggas gon think it’s a game
They gon get shot in the dome
Block servin' them blocks
We do not serve on the block
We got rich off crack, they know how we rock
Niggas tryna get a million dollars
We done spit this shit a million times
All these niggas bitch up in the lie
She ended up like a
We done fucked all of them hoes
It ain’t a
We got rich off the stove
Whippin' that fork in the bowl
Play with that bread and you’re toast
Me and Block do the most
Yo bitch got that
We got bread by the loaf
Ridin' 'round with 50 like a nigga payin' taxes
Keep that pistol like a taxi
Who the fuck gon carjack me?
Made more money than my daddy
Bought more shit than my momma
I done more than that nigga without a condom
They kick me like a fumble
Put and I get dumber
A nigga ever swam, I ship the bakin' soda
I got more money than your honor
Bought more jewelry than a jury
These bitches call me daddy a lil bit more than my children
I promise
Them people said I changed done watched me change a lot of things
I turn my car into a
I never tuck my chains
I never took my time
I don’t play with these bitches, but I keep it playa
In the sprinter van watchin' CNN
On the FaceTime with the missus
with every
85 for a clean ride
Give me 65, I might touch it
Stainless steel on
Double
Brick and a half in the blender
All I talk about is dope, nigga
Me and Ralo goin' back to back
Bust a rollie down from scratch
Presidential with the VV’s
whip from overseas
Fuck a bitch and leave
Now I’m headin' back to the backdoor
Young nigga say he gotta hold 20
parked in the trenches
With a bitch, speak no Englo
And them bricks’ll blow