Me and my friends think we run the block,

Me and my friends think we run the block, But we trip on air and still talk a lot. Whole squad loud, but we ain’t that tough, Lose one game and start blaming stuff. My friend got drip? Nah, that’s cap, Same old hoodie in every snap. I talk big game, then miss the shot, Act like a star, but I’m really not. We roast each other every day, Then play the game and get swept away. Squad so goofy, everybody know, We start talking trash then go 0-