The block was my foster home
Different yutes different backgrounds
Started off with runs out until we made the opps them run out
Make sure you bring your gun
Out ere from night till the suns out
Me and them boys got different agendas
I can't go broke
Had to put on specs for the blenders
On the main road ducking from the plainers
I remember Knock Down ginger
Give a gyal wood no splinter
Is it me that your into
Can we fly to Milan
Feds put me on a driving ban
But it didn't stop me from riding
Why they hiding I was outere with gang
New niner on the block and you know it don't jam
In a rave with a redbull & rum
Alright shawty come & hold this one
Had to find out what happened when bro came back
Cuh we don't bring phones on a glide
Riding in this dinger
Touch wood that we don't buck Jakes
Heard sirens coming closer had to make a quick escape
Going to fast on a bend had to pump them brakes
Like f*ck sakes now I gotta dash
From jakes
Did it ones or I did in groups
Bad b giving me uck like she blowing a flute
Can we get nasty in the sheets
Can you be my freak
Can you be my freak of the week
Just got discounted on grub
You would of thought it was half price deets
You know I just trap nuff
Them boy just chat nuff
So please don't act tough
You can get your shit touched
I don't give no f*cks
You can get your wig bucked
She's asking me when will this life stop
I'm telling her only time will tell
But for now I gotta get this gwop
10 toes on the block tryna make my lyca pop
That yute got poked 8 times that's what I call a digdat
Old school days trapping on a peddle bike
And I did it on a ridgeback
Na I can't look back
I'm tryna flip this pack
Like frank Lucas did
I ain't no American gangster
Still tryna find the plug for the panda
Still got links in yard
You know we'll done your dance
You could of had your chance but
You blew it
Lurk on there block
Really
Just got him down
Easy
She tryna go low
Breezy
Just pray that you don't get grabbed
Round here you know you can't lack
Still got dsq back
Tryna get me 2 packs no biggie
Don't be silly
You know I'm cheffy
She's asking me when will this life stop
I'm telling her only time will tell
But for now I gotta get this pees
Heard there looking for an ic3
So I'm ducking from the c.i.ds
That yute got banged in his face
Now he's needing I.C.E
Lankz - Foster Home Lyrics
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The block was my foster home
Different yutes different backgrounds
Started off with runs out until we made the opps them run out
Make sure you bring your gun
Out ere from night till the suns out
Me and them boys got different agendas
I can't go broke
Had to put on specs for the blenders
On the main road ducking from the plainers
I remember Knock Down ginger
Give a gyal wood no splinter
Is it me that your into
Can we fly to Milan
Feds put me on a driving ban
But it didn't stop me from riding
Why they hiding I was outere with gang
New niner on the block and you know it don't jam
In a rave with a redbull & rum
Alright shawty come & hold this one
Had to find out what happened when bro came back
Cuh we don't bring phones on a glide
Riding in this dinger
Touch wood that we don't buck Jakes
Heard sirens coming closer had to make a quick escape
Going to fast on a bend had to pump them brakes
Like f*ck sakes now I gotta dash
From jakes
Did it ones or I did in groups
Bad b giving me uck like she blowing a flute
Can we get nasty in the sheets
Can you be my freak
Can you be my freak of the week
Just got discounted on grub
You would of thought it was half price deets
You know I just trap nuff
Them boy just chat nuff
So please don't act tough
You can get your shit touched
I don't give no f*cks
You can get your wig bucked
She's asking me when will this life stop
I'm telling her only time will tell
But for now I gotta get this gwop
10 toes on the block tryna make my lyca pop
That yute got poked 8 times that's what I call a digdat
Old school days trapping on a peddle bike
And I did it on a ridgeback
Na I can't look back
I'm tryna flip this pack
Like frank Lucas did
I ain't no American gangster
Still tryna find the plug for the panda
Still got links in yard
You know we'll done your dance
You could of had your chance but
You blew it
Lurk on there block
Really
Just got him down
Easy
She tryna go low
Breezy
Just pray that you don't get grabbed
Round here you know you can't lack
Still got dsq back
Tryna get me 2 packs no biggie
Don't be silly
You know I'm cheffy
She's asking me when will this life stop
I'm telling her only time will tell
But for now I gotta get this pees
Heard there looking for an ic3
So I'm ducking from the c.i.ds
That yute got banged in his face
Now he's needing I.C.E
Different yutes different backgrounds
Started off with runs out until we made the opps them run out
Make sure you bring your gun
Out ere from night till the suns out
Me and them boys got different agendas
I can't go broke
Had to put on specs for the blenders
On the main road ducking from the plainers
I remember Knock Down ginger
Give a gyal wood no splinter
Is it me that your into
Can we fly to Milan
Feds put me on a driving ban
But it didn't stop me from riding
Why they hiding I was outere with gang
New niner on the block and you know it don't jam
In a rave with a redbull & rum
Alright shawty come & hold this one
Had to find out what happened when bro came back
Cuh we don't bring phones on a glide
Riding in this dinger
Touch wood that we don't buck Jakes
Heard sirens coming closer had to make a quick escape
Going to fast on a bend had to pump them brakes
Like f*ck sakes now I gotta dash
From jakes
Did it ones or I did in groups
Bad b giving me uck like she blowing a flute
Can we get nasty in the sheets
Can you be my freak
Can you be my freak of the week
Just got discounted on grub
You would of thought it was half price deets
You know I just trap nuff
Them boy just chat nuff
So please don't act tough
You can get your shit touched
I don't give no f*cks
You can get your wig bucked
She's asking me when will this life stop
I'm telling her only time will tell
But for now I gotta get this gwop
10 toes on the block tryna make my lyca pop
That yute got poked 8 times that's what I call a digdat
Old school days trapping on a peddle bike
And I did it on a ridgeback
Na I can't look back
I'm tryna flip this pack
Like frank Lucas did
I ain't no American gangster
Still tryna find the plug for the panda
Still got links in yard
You know we'll done your dance
You could of had your chance but
You blew it
Lurk on there block
Really
Just got him down
Easy
She tryna go low
Breezy
Just pray that you don't get grabbed
Round here you know you can't lack
Still got dsq back
Tryna get me 2 packs no biggie
Don't be silly
You know I'm cheffy
She's asking me when will this life stop
I'm telling her only time will tell
But for now I gotta get this pees
Heard there looking for an ic3
So I'm ducking from the c.i.ds
That yute got banged in his face
Now he's needing I.C.E
Writer: andre taylor
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