This is a song about "Running on the block"

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

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

My rhymes aren't prehistoric cause i'm the new kid on the block

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

The snitch on the block... is going to get murdered

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

I'm that nigga on the block

There must be a god

The snitch on the block... is going to get murdered

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

The snitch on the block... is going to get assassinated

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Going out with the new niggah on her fucking block