Where I'm From

[Intro: BlocBoy JB] FreshDuzIt Hah, hah, hah [Chorus: BlocBoy JB] We spin a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word) Duct tape, kidnap a young nigga kids (Huh?) Smokin’ OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas) Fuck 12, no we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck ’em) Told that bitch I want head like a wig (She slurpin') Where I'm from, we catch bodies and jig (Rrah) Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?) Got my whole trap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama) [Verse 1: Quando Rondo] 20, ain't made it college, but that boy got bodies, they charge him with third degree We got a problem in Houston, I'm strapped with a rocket, that boy will not murder me I’m fuckin’ the doctor that serve the narcotics, see I'm on the lean and the Percocet Money, I eat it and shit it and breathe it and sneeze it, matter fact, just burped a check In the ’yo with BlocBoy and I'm with the NBA gang Spinnin' on they block, boy, with two K's, no NBA game, ayy I do not fuck with no Nike or Jordan, I go do my shows in a Polo tee I told ’em Fendi, Louis, and the Gucci, but you know I fuck with lil' Polo G Down on my dick, I remember them days when the folks didn't even much notice me I flew to South Memphis to walk through the mall, now them folks like, "Can I take a photo, please?" I was just thinkin' like back then was now Ain't no cap in my rap like the boy Backend Child Like the spine in my back, no I'm not backing down When Quando gon' drop? heard they keep askin' 'round Hey, I was just stuck in the slums with a drum and Glock-21, I ain't talkin' Savage Pull up on my ex and I make her eat D, I know she hate that I'm far from average [Chorus: BlocBoy JB] We spin a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word) Duct tape, kidnap a young nigga kids (Huh?) Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas) Fuck 12, no we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em) Told that bitch I want head like a wig (She slurpin') Where I'm from, we catch bodies and jig (Rrah) Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?) Got my whole trap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama) [Verse 2: Polo G] And I might put a bag on your head Call them killers up when we plot to a diss though Lost some of my brothers so we want war forever, we ain't lettin' that shit go Yeah, Lil High 'nem got me Told me, "Stay out of the streets, just keep makin' them hits, bro" My shorties get violent He gon' start torchin' shit when he hang out the window And he ain't shit but 16 But he don't give a fuck, he just letting that bitch blow Thirty shots from this Glock make a bitch nigga duck from this stick like he doin' the limbo Pop out with the drip, go cop me some Prada shoes and my sweater say Kenzo Before I had Crystal I was rotating hoes, stuffin' cock in a nympho Fuck her quick then I'm gone I'm an important man, I can't give her the dick slow VV's in this Rollie, lil' ho is fanned out 'cause she like how my wrist glow Lil' bitch said I'm the hottest, and I just laughed at her 'cause it ain't like I didn't know And this shit wasn't easy, nigga I had to fight in them streets like I'm Kimbo [Chorus: BlocBoy JB] We spin a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word) Duct tape, kidnap a young nigga kids (Huh?) Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas) Fuck 12, no we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em) Told that bitch I want head like a wig (She slurpin') Where I'm from, we catch bodies and jig (Rrah) Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?) Got my whole trap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama) [Verse 3: BlocBoy JB] I'm pullin' tracks like an engineer ('Neer) Bitch, I'm in the hood, not no engine here (Word) You face defeat like a pedicure ('Cure) I'm getting green like it's lettuce here She hug me and want me to marry her What do I look like, bitch? I'm not a teddy bear (Teddy bear) These niggas, they say that they killers But when it's wartime, they shootin' up in the air, ayy (That's on my mama) Damn, can someone bring me the Backwood? (Gas) They way your bitch twerkin' and bendin' it over, I just wanna see if that ass good (That ass) I'm up in his building, that's Savannah I'm Grape but I roll with the neighborhood (Crip) I'm smokin' loud pack, what is that? This that shit that wake up the whole neighborhood (Crip, crip, crip, crip, crip) And if you think about robbin' me, bitch, you know that shit is a no-no (Huh?) All this ice on me, bitch, I'm a snowglobe (Word) Throwin' all of these bullets like Romo (Woah) Kickin' doors, nigga, that is my motto I don't give a fuck, man, I do this shit solo (Solo) On the C, man, these niggas are so broke (So broke) I'm a G but I'm rockin' with Polo (Yeah) [Chorus: BlocBoy JB] We spin a wig, pull up with thirties and SIG's (Word) Duct tape, kidnap a young nigga kids (Huh?) Smokin' OG while you smokin' on mid (Gas) Fuck 12, no we don't talk to the pigs (Fuck 'em) Told that bitch I want head like a wig (She slurpin') Where I'm from, we catch bodies and jig (Rrah) Aim for the top like a lid (Huh?) Got my whole trap jumpin' like Tig' (That's on my mama)