[Intro: Sheemy]
Like, word to my (Damn, Brxy, you made this?)
Yo, Mha', what's up with these niggas, like?
Screamin' that, "Get back," shit, like (K on the beat)
You got shot, your sister got shot
What the fuck happened, nigga? Fuck is wrong with these niggas?
I ain't even want it to get like this, but
I guess this how it gotta be, you heard? Like (Baow, baow, baow, nigga)
TND shit, you heard? Tolerate no fuckin' disrespect, nigga
Ah (Baow, baow, nigga)
Like, baow, baow, baow, baow
[Chorus: Sheemy]
We on Courtlandt, just blame it on EK
He the reason we spinnin' through blocks
Dare a nigga scream out, "Uh-huh," while I'm creepin' (Uh, what, nigga?)
Yeah, I bet you he scream when he shot
Why-why you keep talkin' 'bout fights that I started?
Should've killed me, I'm smokin' your pops (Smokin' your dad, nigga)
You got shot and your sister got shot too
And it's crazy your body ain't drop (Baow, baow)
[Verse 1: Sheemy]
Like, go tell Diddy I love him
We gon' send you a first class ticket
Niggas keep droppin' my 3 like it's sweet
Like we ain't make niggas go missin'
Droppin' them tracks, next day, we was troopin'
On that block, word to bros, it was crickets
Still got love for some niggas, hol' on
Told bro, "Don't flock at the midget," baow, baow
Whoever jack boy need to tell him to stop
He in Jersey while y'all niggas not
Bro threw shots, man, y'all must've forgot
Fuck it, guess we gotta come to that lot
Nigga, hurt who? I ain't leave with a knot
And y'all personally know how I got
I stay humble, I did me a lot
I don't know why these niggas keep actin' like opps
Take off that chain, nigga, clearly don't fit you (Clown)
You got shot, needed more than a tissue
Talk how I want, niggas know what I'm into (Know how I get)
TND, niggas know we official
Think that you crazy? I'ma glitch too
And this gun that I'm totin' shoot missiles
On that block tryna see what's the issue
Movin' like [?] then I blitz you
[Verse 2: Mhady2hottie]
N-nigga said I can't come see my bitch? (Like, what?)
This nigga gotta be high
I'm in and out on the daily
G-Lock on my body, I dare a nigga to try
Like, four Os, somethin' like Fourth of July
When I'm yellin' out, "Creep," you better hide
Two deep tryna see who outside (Where they at?)
We the real ones who been ballin' for five (Real shit)
Grrah, let me just show them the right way
Everybody outside on a Friday
Park up, let 'em come out the driveway
Hit 'em up, then we gon' hop on the highway
Throw up a what? I bet I flame that
EK got hit, where was his payback?
And you don't even wanna change that
It's a difference, I do not play that
Chalim, you think you crazy? Do I gotta walk down your block?
Word to bro, you don't want that, cous'
Word to my dead, I ain't comin' to box (Baow, baow, baow)
Once again, he said I can't come see my bitch?
I'm always here, nigga, that don't make sense
And I got the drop where you live
And no disrespect, better not be with your kid
[Chorus: Sheemy]
We on Courtlandt, just blame it on EK
He the reason we spinnin' through blocks
Dare a nigga scream out, "Uh-huh," while I'm creepin' (Uh, what, nigga?)
Yeah, I bet you he scream when he shot
Why you keep talkin' 'bout fights that I started?
Should've killed me, I'm smokin' your pops (Smokin' your dad, nigga)
You got shot and your sister got shot too
And it's crazy your body ain't drop (Baow, baow)
[Outro: Sheemy & Kay Flock]
Go get fuckin' back, nigga, eat a dick, pussy
Niggas know what we do [?]
Fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Ayo, Kay, matter of fact, talk your shit, twin
Baow, baow, baow, nigga, it's Flocka, y'all know what's goin' on
Free me, free the guys, free Oppy, free Gotti, free [?]
Free the guys 'til I see the guys, R.I.P. the guys
Disrespect the guys, you gon' meet the guys, nigga (Baow, baow, baow)
Blame EK was written by Sheemy & Mhady2Hottie.
Blame EK was produced by Brxy & KTheProducer.