[Lyric] Blocklist (MakeBoy)

[Intro]
(Dump me to that ditch)
(Running like a bitch yeah)
(Who the fuck is this yeah)
(I be rich yeah)
(Now they need a stitch yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah (Mitch yeah)
Oh, yeah, yeah (wish yeah, blocklist)
MakeBoy on the beat (flex, I can show my wrist)

[Chorus]
If they could they would dump me to that ditch
Flex a bit, you be running like a bitch yeah
I see my hater I'm like who the fuck is this yeah
Ice on my neck no freeze, I be rich yeah
I be doing good, now they need a stitch yeah
They wanna snitch, now they cry like a mitch yeah
Like Santa Claus I don't care bout' your wish yeah
Got that cash, no need to say I'm rich yeah
Like a sniper rifle I got that aim yeah
Got some haters, I don't even know their name yeah
But I do know they all look the same yeah
I walk in a room, got that flame yeah
Now they really want a piece of my fame yeah
They wanna push the blame, now they wanna tame ya
Got em' on a check mate yeah
Yeah, cuz for me life is a game yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah bitch)
MakeBoy on the beat
[Verse]
I got lotta people on my blocklist
I don't need to flex I just show my wrist
Good investment no damn 401k
I got em' bands yeah so make way
She wanna explain yeah, hella essay
Got that cash like Taylor Swift oh yeah
Gotta stay lowkey take the subway
I do what I want and others they obey
Yeah, yeah
I do what I want and others they obey
Yeah, I got lotta people on my blocklist
I don't flex I just show my wrist

[Verse]
I got lotta people on my blocklist
I don't need to flex I just show my wrist
Good investment no damn 401k
I got em' bands yeah so make way
She wanna explain yeah, hella essay
Got that cash like Taylor Swift oh yeah
Gotta stay lowkey take the subway
I do what I want and others they obey
Yeah, yeah
I do what I want and others they obey
Yeah, I got lotta people on my blocklist
I don't flex I just show my wrist
[Chorus]
If they could they would dump me to that ditch
Flex a bit, you be running like a bitch yeah
I see my hater I'm like who the fuck is this yeah
Ice on my neck no freeze, I be rich yeah
I be doing good, now they need a stitch yeah
They wanna snitch, now they cry like a mitch yeah
Like Santa Claus I don't care bout' your wish yeah
Got that cash, no need to say I'm rich yeah
Like a sniper rifle I got that aim yeah
Got some haters, I don't even know their name yeah
But I do know they all look the same yeah
I walk in a room, got that flame yeah
Now they really want a piece of my fame yeah
They wanna push the blame, now they wanna tame ya
Got em' on a check mate yeah (yeah, yeah)
MakeBoy on the beat
(Flex, I can show my wrist)

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (dump me to that ditch)
(Running like a bitch yeah)
(Who the fuck is this yeah)
(I be rich yeah)
MakeBoy on the beat (now they need a stitch yeah)
(Mitch yeah)
(Wish yeah)
(Rich yeah)