"G Block Baby" lyrics
(Ayy, Ecko, turn it up)
Yeah, yeah
Two one
G Block baby, mm-hmm, ayy, two one
Yeah, okay, G Block baby, certified stepper
Yeah, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
G Block baby, certified stepper
No certain block I wiggle through, I'm spinnin' through wherever
I threw some grease inside my bitch and it start shootin' better
Before I tote a Glock with stock, I'll wear some Skechers
Yeah-yeah, before I fuck a broke bitch, I'll hang myself
Your brother died because of you, don't blame nobody else
Yeah-yeah, step, step, the worse feeling that they'll ever feel
Aim it higher than his shoulder pads'll make his helmet melt
Yeah, already on that with the city
Pushin' up on every lo', lil' brodie on that with the blicky
Free Maxx, don't even act like he ain't known for drillin' with me
Can't name the last time the nigga had a semi
Used to crumbs and pennies, now it's GLE vibes when I ride through
Sad that his brother got snaked and he got slimed too
Yeah-yeah, done bent this block all day, I still can't find dude
And still was ridin' round with chop' when I was 5'2"
Yeah, adolescence, but still had my weapon
Eliminate a nigga quick, had the corners dress him
One body, two body, y'all still ain't get the message?
Three bodies, four bodies, we gon' keep steppin, yeah
And I'm gon' keep reppin', Seventh Street baby
Said she had the bag for me, let the feats pay me, yeah
I could push up with a Glock, I don't need Drakey
There ain't no comin' out this water, I'm in deep, baby
The South East janky, them Hotboiiz cold
Never gon' stop droppin' my Flys (Yeah, yeah) 'til we smoke some more (Yeah)
Finna go post up on that block, I ain't postin' bro
Thinkin' bout my two ones get me sentimental
Left, right, it's me and- bouncin' out the rental
Don't do accidental shootin', hit your target, pretty simple
Got perfect aim? God on your side if I didn't hit you
Yeah-yeah, when you died, they didn't slide, them niggas didn't miss you
Them niggas didn't spin through, that's on the dead homies
The homie sleepin', it's somebody went to bed for it
If some of the homies ain't switch, I would've said more
But it's fuck niggas, Every Body Killa
You been on one drill, you is not a killer
Smile on my face when I'm slidin', I just love the feelin'
Yeah-yeah, come stomp through any nigga block, I'm a real gorilla yeah-yeah
Yeah, two one, Gzz
Jzz, nigga
Free Maxx, nigga, Free the J, nigga, Free Play, nigga, Free Leek
Nigga, two one, nigga
Slo-Be mode, Kasino World, Rrari Forever
Omar World, AB World, nigga, all that shit, nigga
E mode, nigga, niggas know what's goin' on, two one, three, four
Nigga, all that, nigga, two one, Gzz
Yeah, yeah
Two one
G Block baby, mm-hmm, ayy, two one
Yeah, okay, G Block baby, certified stepper
Yeah, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
G Block baby, certified stepper
No certain block I wiggle through, I'm spinnin' through wherever
I threw some grease inside my bitch and it start shootin' better
Before I tote a Glock with stock, I'll wear some Skechers
Yeah-yeah, before I fuck a broke bitch, I'll hang myself
Your brother died because of you, don't blame nobody else
Yeah-yeah, step, step, the worse feeling that they'll ever feel
Aim it higher than his shoulder pads'll make his helmet melt
Yeah, already on that with the city
Pushin' up on every lo', lil' brodie on that with the blicky
Free Maxx, don't even act like he ain't known for drillin' with me
Can't name the last time the nigga had a semi
Used to crumbs and pennies, now it's GLE vibes when I ride through
Sad that his brother got snaked and he got slimed too
Yeah-yeah, done bent this block all day, I still can't find dude
And still was ridin' round with chop' when I was 5'2"
Yeah, adolescence, but still had my weapon
Eliminate a nigga quick, had the corners dress him
One body, two body, y'all still ain't get the message?
Three bodies, four bodies, we gon' keep steppin, yeah
And I'm gon' keep reppin', Seventh Street baby
Said she had the bag for me, let the feats pay me, yeah
I could push up with a Glock, I don't need Drakey
There ain't no comin' out this water, I'm in deep, baby
The South East janky, them Hotboiiz cold
Never gon' stop droppin' my Flys (Yeah, yeah) 'til we smoke some more (Yeah)
Finna go post up on that block, I ain't postin' bro
Thinkin' bout my two ones get me sentimental
Left, right, it's me and- bouncin' out the rental
Don't do accidental shootin', hit your target, pretty simple
Got perfect aim? God on your side if I didn't hit you
Yeah-yeah, when you died, they didn't slide, them niggas didn't miss you
Them niggas didn't spin through, that's on the dead homies
The homie sleepin', it's somebody went to bed for it
If some of the homies ain't switch, I would've said more
But it's fuck niggas, Every Body Killa
You been on one drill, you is not a killer
Smile on my face when I'm slidin', I just love the feelin'
Yeah-yeah, come stomp through any nigga block, I'm a real gorilla yeah-yeah
Yeah, two one, Gzz
Jzz, nigga
Free Maxx, nigga, Free the J, nigga, Free Play, nigga, Free Leek
Nigga, two one, nigga
Slo-Be mode, Kasino World, Rrari Forever
Omar World, AB World, nigga, all that shit, nigga
E mode, nigga, niggas know what's goin' on, two one, three, four
Nigga, all that, nigga, two one, Gzz
Writer(s): Jaymani Gorman, Quaron Arnold
