Dondada

Yeah yeah, they say, say
He's a real back blocker
(Make sure you stay dangerous)
(Damn Highxlass, I need this one) ayy

He's a real back blocker
But no Silkk the Shocker (Silkk the Shocker)
Thirty milligrams of Percocet to
Get me proper (Thirty, thirty)
He's a real gun cocker, uh, get guaper
That lil' nigga's a real don dada
Nothin' like his father
(Nothin' like daddy)
He's a real gun popper, uh, stretch blocker
(What?) you lookin' a lil' upset, partner
(Upset) , uh, what's got you? (Why you mad?)
Pulled off in that car
But they ain't know that was a stretcher
(Skrrt) why don't you play with me?
Might get your head splattered
But does that matter?

Ayy, nigga, them 'bows in
('Bows) , pull up my crib
Put codes in (Nigga, Codes)
I up the score ten (Oh, for sure)
And don't show no emotion (No)
I just might blow ten
(Blow) , this switch he got
Get low then (Get low)
Livin' life like GTA
But none of our screens was loadin'
(Ain't loadin')
I'm balling just like DeRozan
(Swish) , but when I'm golden
Yeah, 'Member my mama used to want
Me at home 'fore ten (I couldn't go)
Nigga, I was still outside, had
To handle that business, I had loads in
(I had the loads)
Any show I got, you know them blicks is here
I drove in (Boy, we drove)
Big Boss, CEO
(Boss) , niggas say I'm chosen (Oh
That's C4) bitches say this dick is golden
They wanna hold it (She tryna hold)
Why you think ain't none of
My bitches ever try exposin'?
(Tryna expose)
Once you open up Pandora's Box
You can't ever close it (Boy, it get cold)
I'm still tryna fit these fuckin'
'bows in this fuckin' close-it
(Oh, fit these 'bows)
Damn, I meant a closet, niggas bitches
Gossip (Gossip)
I be fuckin' niggas' bitches
And I make deposit's (Like what you need?)
Niggas tryna give me help with my lines
(But I got this, it's 4)

He's a real back blocker
But no Silkk the Shocker (Silkk the Shocker)
Thirty milligrams of Percocet to
Get me proper
He's a real gun cocker, uh, get guaper
That lil' nigga's a real don dada
Nothin' like his father
He's a real gun popper, uh, stretch blocker
(Stretch)
You lookin' a lil' upset, partner, uh
What's got you? (Oh, you mad, dog?)
Pulled off in that car
But they ain't know that was a stretcher
Why don't you play with me?
Might get your head splattered
But does that matter? (Splatt)

He just let off fifty shots on camera
(He just cleaned up)
Hopped out the truck blicked up
(Went straight to StreamCut)
I ain't got time for arguin' with no nigga
You'll get beamed up
I'll give a nigga nightmares
He'll wanna give his dreams up (They gone)
Forty thousand with a 40 Glock
Can't pull my jeans up
And my young nigga already totin'
Blicks, he got my genes, Huh?
(Baby 4) this lil' bitch finessed her way
Inside this studio, she sing, Huh?
It's the Big Boss C4 at your
Backdoor, but it didn't ring, Huh?
Fifty deep with a cameraman
Might shoot a scene in here
(Ah, I meant a bamera)
Baddest bitches inside my session
Ones you ain't seen, Huh?
(I kicked 'em out)
I wake up, I'm feelin' like Wu Tang
Get this cream up (Early in the morning)
Long as you know that cash rules
Fuck my daddy, I ain't nothin' like
That dude, I'm Big Boss 4, Nigga

He's a real back blocker
But no Silkk the Shocker (Uh, uh)
Thirty milligrams of Percocet to
Get me proper
He's a real (Gun cocker, uh, get guaper)
He's a real don dada
(Nothin' like his father
That's what you told them)