Listen to Block Babies by Swifty Blue, Peysoh & MoneySign Suede

Block Babies

Swifty Blue, Peysoh & MoneySign Suede

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Swifty Blue

Vocals

Peysoh

Vocals

MoneySign Suede

MoneySign Suede

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Kevin Oropeza

Songwriter

Matthew Castaneda

Matthew Castaneda

Songwriter

nelson abrego

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Matt Bricks

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Fucking up in the store

And I'm coming with a layup

We still the same ****, six block until my days up

Its hard in these streets, fuck you mean, put this K up

Man I'm high off gunpowder, get a pussy **** laced up

She's whispering I'm baby, fucked up in the apartments

I'ma 56 trophy, bitch, I've been the main target

See I'm slidin' through this section, bitch, I'm gonna go and park it

Fuck you got a gun for, you still ain't spark it

Taking trips for name

How about you get the percocet

I heard you want smoke, you gonna end up with surgeon, bitch

Known to pull skits

We ain't know be we service it

Packed up on your head, he forgot that I'm stupid rich

Bitch, I'm with some killers and this drillin' shit is very fun

Hopping out in all black, we a couple nuns

Coming for no fist fight, ****, can you duck a gun?

Man he thought this band practice, bitch, we got a lot of drugs

[Verse 2]

Comin' up, they changed up

I used to serve their block

Bought a brand new glock just so I can spin a block

Thirty rounds in my Glock, and it like to spit a lot

Your barely fucking on that bitch but she been a thot

G Star block, baby, I don't be fucking with no cops

Grimy gang OTR, I don't with no oops

And my fourty out the box came with a green dot

My bitch love the way I fuck her, I'ma hit the G spot

In the hood we get no passes, we don't fuck with no Yees

Double S, Mount Up, i can put it on Ps

I just made a soft 10 bands off Peez

Buss down on QPs, get rich off tree

OTR we the ones, it ain't really hard to see

If a label want to work, they one have to pay a fee

Why you keep he blame if you ain't never busted a yee

And if I ain't about the money, I don't want to hear you speak

[Verse 3]

If ain't bout money, don't speak

If you want a feature, pay the fee

I only play swifty out the beam

This ain't Call Of Duty, I don't we need no beams

All these ****, they be lying they be cappin'

I ain't lying when I said I had a strap

They send the clip with a forty on my lap

I just hit another lick then I pass

I flip a bitch, flip money, but I won't flip a bird

It's like everybody's Timmy's, everybody's turners

I'm having a good day I bought a new burner

She's telling me go slow 'cause my shh hurt her

I got a new gun, I want to dirty it

**** talking about straps but they don't carry it

They don't carry shit, my **** barey it

I'm get it, lil' **** I'ma dirty kid

I'm a dirty kid

Aye aye aye

Written by: Jaime Brugada Valdez, Kevin Oropeza, Matthew Castaneda, nelson abrego

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