Song: | Blocs |
Singer: | Pi’erre Bourne |
Music: | Pi’erre Bourne |
Lyrics: | Pi’erre Bourne |
Album: | Made In Paris (2024) |
Blocs Lyrics
[Intro]
f**k, f**k
f**k this sh!t, f**k
Uhh
Yeah, when I was a youngin’ I built the block
Yo’, Ayy
(Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
Yeah
Damn, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, when I was a youngin’ I built the block (f**k)
Now I’m building up bricks of dough (f**k)
Man, I love when she give me top (f**k)
Man, my favorite spot is her throat (f**k)
I just love her, she sent the drop (f**k)
I just pulled it up on my phone (f**k)
Felt like Aladdin, I f**k on the carpet again (f**k)
Feel like I’m back in the trenches (f**k)
She gon’ kick it like you should have punted again (f**k)
It was fouth and inches (f**k)
f**k on the balcony, she feelin’ the wind (f**k)
She look so committed (f**k)
I got your house and millions on my neck (f**k)
I would be in my feelings (f**k)
[Verse 1]
If I was you I would hate me too (f**k)
I know how you feelin’ (f**k)
Commander in chief, all of my n!ggas my troops (f**k)
You don’t want me to send ’em (f**k)
b!tch I’m the president, one must be a tenant (f**k)
That is a pu$y, she wanted some feining (f**k)
Aye, aye (f**k), I beat up the pu$y, we clench the division (f**k)
Aye, aye (f**k), I got a lil’ Remy, I got a lil’ Henny (f**k)
Aye, aye (f**k), she wanna pull up, well girl I just be busy (f**k)
Aye, aye (f**k), I’m smoking this blunt thinking how I get rid of ya (f**k)
Aye, aye (f**k), I’m stackin’ my money and then I get rid of it (f**k)
Aye, aye (f**k), this n!gga be talkin’ but he ain’t got dividends (f**k)
Aye, aye (f**k), I really got commas, I ain’t got no sentences gang (f**k)
Aye, aye (f**k), b!tch quit talkin’, I ain’t really into you (f**k)
Aye, aye (f**k), if you was this fine I wouldn’t be risking it (f**k)
Aye, aye (f**k)
Damn, yeah (f**k)
[Chorus]
Yeah, when I was a youngin’ I built the block (f**k)
Now I’m building up bricks of dough (f**k)
Man, I love when she give me top (f**k)
Man, my favorite spot is her throat (f**k)
I just love her, she sent the drop (f**k)
I just pulled it up on my phone (f**k)
Felt like Aladdin, I f**k on the carpet again (f**k)
Feel like I’m back in the trenches (f**k)
She gon’ kick it like you should have punted again (f**k)
It was fouth and inches (f**k)
f**k on the balcony, she feelin’ the wind (f**k)
She look so committed (f**k)
I got your house and millions on my neck (f**k)
I would be in my feelings (f**k)
[Outro]
f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k
f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k