Brotha Lynch Hung
Blocc Monsta
[Intro]
2024 Blocc, n***a
Grrr

[Verse 1]
Put your motherfuckin' brains all over the back seat, n***a
The rest of your body gon' need a taxi, n***a
Guess what's growin' in the Gardens, cuz? (What up, cuz?)
Smells like a brisket, I carved him up
I'm a motherfuckin' misfit, I hit him in his biscuit
Watch him take a shit quick, Season of da Siccness
Out the 6-6, dumpin' at your picnic (Pop, pop, pop)
Hit your bitch quick, fuckin' up her lipstick
I spit that gasoline
It's like me bustin' a nut usin' Vaseline
Doc say I'm sick, so your ass'll bleed
It's a semiautomatic, gotta grab it, it's a habit
A fully automatic with a full metal jacket
Dumpin' at your funeral, your casket lean
I got no limit, n***a, Master P
So I took my time, made a masterpiece

[Refrain]
A block monster
Block monster
Grrr
[Verse 2]
I'm a n***a with the plastic, blast your cabbage
That n***a do a backflip, that's gymnastics
It was pretty graphic, slow-mo drive
Camе through 405, n***a, that's the traffic
Hit the backstreets, n***a, that's the tactic
Sеason of da Sicc, n***a, that's a classic (Yeah)
At the stop light, n***a, that shit slappin'
Smokin' on a wrap with a strap in the back and
N***as got shot, n***a, that's what happened
Left him at the red light, his head was smashed in
Do he got family? You gotta ask him
Dismembered the body in savage fashion
With a AK and daily right in the street
Shoot the last shot, Jimmy Butler, Miami Heat
I look at y'all just like meat and I gotta eat
Body parts left in my teeth

[Refrain]
N***a, block monster
Block monster
N***a, block monster