Posted Up

Posted up on the block like a streetlight
Watching the money move
Making sure I eat right

You see that Chevrolet,  jumping on your ass
Silly with that paper
Sitting in that scraper
Boulders on my wrist, fingers on your bitch
We keep that loaded to the tip
I'm devoted to the flip
Bending corners in that triple stack of lean
I'm finna earl up
Left stranded by them niggas
You was banging with
Coke Gang, trick, know who you playing with
Only reason niggas still alive 'cause
The shooter couldn't angle it
Thang drawn, had them speaking Spanglish
Don't lose me know
Black shades, cruising down
Chopper hit your brain, you caught that stray
Your shit be oozing out

Posted up on the block like a streetlight
Watching the money move
Making sure I eat right