制作

出演艺人
Lil Loaded
Lil Loaded
声乐
作曲和作词
Dashawn Robertson
Dashawn Robertson
词曲作者
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
词曲作者
Tom Brammer
Tom Brammer
词曲作者
制作和工程
TOMMY FRANCO
TOMMY FRANCO
制作人
Kil Lab
Kil Lab
录音工程师
Emix
Emix
混音工程师

歌词

[Intro]
Tommy Franco make it bang, though
Aye
Aye, aye (Bitch)
Aye, aye, aye
[Chorus]
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (Bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby)
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (Bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, aye (Glock baby)
[Verse 1]
Bad-ass kids, we was racin' with the streetlight (What?)
Brand new 'fit, got a Glock with the G Nikes (Skrrt)
Fresh white tee with a creased pair of Levis
Real-ass Crip, I'll never ever be slime (Hell nah)
Fake-ass bitch, she'll never ever be mine (Never that)
Cut a ho off, we don't love these felines (No cap)
No conversation, he ain't got a stick (What?)
If this get 'scalated, I'ma shoot mine quick (Baow)
Big four-five push through a **** shit (Push it back)
Focused on the money, we ain't beefin' 'bout a bitch (Hell nah, hell nah)
Yeah, I'm a block baby with a six (What?)
I'm a cheat code, ****, I'm a glitch, uh (No cap)
Throw me in the game and I'm bound to get rich
**** turned ho, said why them **** switch? (Why?)
So many times a **** could've been a lick (No cap)
I'ma wet a **** up, leave his whole body drenched (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (Bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, uh (Glock baby)
Catch me on the block, block baby, block baby, what?
Catch me on the block, block baby, uh (Bitch)
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby, Glock baby, what?
Thirty-two shot, Glock baby (Glock baby)
[Verse 2]
W-w-walk in the party, I just bought a stick (What?)
Got a new Glock to go with my new 'fit (New 'fit)
**** keep talking, I'm shooting this shit (Baow, baow)
Fuck a post up, my **** comin' right quick (No cap)
My **** gon' jam a J special quick (J special)
****-**** keep talking, we come with them glicks (What?)
Roll, roll, roll, roll down the street (Ooh)
Got me a chop and a .223 (Ooh)
F&N's coming, they blowin' his feet
No, blowin' his head 'cause I'm aimin' for teeth (No cap)
****, what's up? I'm gon' aim for the cheeks (Yeah)
Ooh, big smoke, aye
Big dope smoke and I got it in the back
Brother told me go get me a rack (Go get it)
So I went and got a pack and I made it right back
Had to make this shit double 'cause I got it like that, what?
I got the dope in the kitchen (No cap)
My **** just wanna get millions, aye
They see a young **** gon' make it (No cap)
So they feelin' like they can go get it, aye
My brother in the ground, ****, skeleton and bones
And my uncle doing life, he ain't never comin' home (No cap)
This shit really crazy, couldn't feel 'em, gettin' stoned
And these **** don't know 'cause my mind really gone
Written by: Dashawn Robertson, Thomas Peter Brammer
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