This is a song about "Big block slinger"

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Ill just get my money then clock the fags on my block

And the only block he's reppin' is a h-block cell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

But sit tight and watch if u got writers block

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!