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On the Block
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On the Block was released on October 2, 2026 by SoSouth as a part of the album The Thanks Y’all Get
October 2, 2026
LabelSoSouth
LanguageEnglish
BPM101
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

G.S.O., su su su su
Hahahahaha
Brr, yeah, what?
Tryna hate on me, you better check yourself
Got a call from lil' shorty, now I'm feelin' myself
Ain't got too much on me but the cars I was ill
I'm saggin' through the set, hat matchin' the belt
Get the homies on the A-list, make a playlist, make a dollar
Swervin' through the bitty, turnt up with my brothers
Whoopin' and troopin', sundown to the sun up
You ain't with the shit, then my **** better shut up
I had this lil' bitch say me or the streets
So I cried my ass off drivin' back to the G
Block, the shit don't stop
Swervin' in suburbans or a red drop top
Got the shit on lock, let's make the bitty hop
Home of the Chucks, palm trees and the OGs where they poplock
Fly, shop with no shirt, ten toes to the dirt
No questions when it's action, we gon' get off first, ayy
Two-step, slide like this
Do the blood walk, I do mine like this
You ain't doin' nothin' right if they ain't out here hatin'
I got ninety-nine problems but I'm still paper chasin'
On the block, the shit don't stop
Swervin' in suburbans or a red drop top
Got the shit on lock, let's make the bitty hop
Home of the Chucks, palm trees and the OGs where they pop
On the block, the shit don't stop
Swervin' in suburbans or a red drop top
Got the shit on lock, let's make the bitty hop
Home of the Chucks, palm trees and the OGs where they poplock
I'm rockin' out with my Pendleton, mane
No gold on my neck, I got a flag as a chain
Lowriders big bouncin', I'ma bust out the frame
Young homies big trippin', goin' pass 'em the K
Big bitches on my section, yeah, it's hard to maintain
Nobody bigger than the pro and get knocked off the game
Lil' pocket rocket .40 but it hold a big bang
Big thuggin' with my dogs, yeah, we been through the rain
It's dancin' everywhere, they got drugs in they brain
They swervin' everywhere, they can't stay in they lane
Got hoes everywhere, I had to walk with a cane
Baby girl started trippin', pulled a shot up that thing
Young slime back to back, son like a boomerang
Ten toes never fold, hit the block with the gang
Ten toes never fold, hit the block with the gang
And we 'bout to have a party 'til the very next day
On the block, the shit don't stop
Swervin' in suburbans or a red drop top
Got the shit on lock, let's make the bitty hop
Home of the Chucks, palm trees and the OGs where they pop
On the block, the shit don't stop
Swervin' in suburbans or a red drop top
Got the shit on lock, let's make the bitty hop
Home of the Chucks, palm trees and the OGs where they pop, fly
Pop like that, crawl like that
Give it up, give it up, slide like this
I hit the two-step, slide like this
Do the blood walk, I do mine like this
Pop like that, crawl like that
Give it up, give it up, slide like this
I hit the two-step, slide like this
Do the blood walk, I do mine like this
Written by: D-Boy 223

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