Circle The Block

What's up Timbo, you headed to this money|Yea, I be working|Talk some business with me, what's going on man how 2016 feeling|What you mean how it's feeling|It's feeling great|It's feeling like, it's feeling epic to me|In other words, we finna kill these niggas, basically|Basically, you are right|We are about to crush these niggas and show these niggas the new wave||7 years since Mike died, what a better time to go pop a hoe|Any nigga wanna run game put the dot up on him like a domino|No Dominic's but I bag niggas like mama duty with the similac|Soccer van with a hit man and his aim better than a quarterbacks|Quarter cost me like 7 grams, bitches failing like bad exams|Niggas scoring for the fucking team and we will pinch your face like it's Maybeline|And I'm hands on with this dirty work|Sleep a nigga anesthetic|Off top if I see the opps then I'm rushing at them like a paramedic|Parasailing when I'm out of town|Dogs with me no Charlie Brown|Biting hoes getting exposed cause they couldn't make it with their own sound|You the middleman and I am the plug|Right now fuck a next up|Rap niggas keep sneak dissing like Tekken they gon catch one|Pear nigga can't come here light him up like he Time Square|Kick him out like I'm Gucci Mane, Timbaland and Tink in that tinted Range|And it's hot|Circle the block|I'm from the city where niggas get dropped for being the cops|We high as hell and it's YSL just dripping sauce like that|And I love a man who can understand how to give me head with no sex|Cause them bands on me like a wedding ring and these hundreds bluer than BB King|And this money coming like vamanos so I can't relate to you common hoes no shade|Damn no shade||Ok, Tim told me no violence|But they want more so I go to war and I never needed no alliance|These bars harder than prison gates |I will take you out like a dinner date|