DDG, the celebrated acclaimed singer, has once again left fans in awe with the release of their latest single titled “​Shoot Up Your Block” which is available for your free Music Mp3 Download, the lyrics and Music Video.

This much-anticipated track showcases the artist’s boundless creativity and marks a significant milestone in their ever-evolving musical journey.

​Shoot Up Your Block is a testament to the artist’s artistic evolution and growth. Following the success of their previous hit songs, DDG has taken their signature style to new heights, offering a refreshing blend of genres and emotions.

Lyrically, the song demonstrated a prowess, crafting verses that resonate with raw emotion and thought-provoking themes. The song’s narrative takes listeners on a captivating journey and leaving a lasting impact.

As a music lover, this song undoubtedly deserves a place on your playlist.

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DDG – ​Shoot Up Your Block Lyrics
[Intro]
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)

[Chorus]
I can’t be childish, bitch, I got a kid
Told her we can link but just not at my crib
My son custom down to the chain, to the fuckin' bib
I’m not affiliated with gangs, but for him I’ll spin
Shoot up yo' block, shoot up yo' block, shoot up yo' block (Ooh), shoot up yo' block
When it come to my son and my fam, you get popped
Shoot up yo' block (Ooh), Shoot up yo' block

[Verse 1]
Glock 19 in the AR
He drop his lo' on instagram, don’t need a radar, okay
When I get tax, I gotta pay large
You say you rich, get in my bracks ten like Tamar, okay
My son fit more than a grown man
And he got more fans, and all he do is show hands, okay
Why do you rep that street and you don’t own land?
Pray for my people, need less guns and need more bands, okay

[Chorus]
I can’t be childish, bitch, I got a kid
Told her we can link but just not at my crib
My son custom down to the chain, to the fuckin' bib
I’m not affiliated with gangs, but for him I’ll spin
Shoot up yo' block, shoot up yo' block, shoot up yo' block (Ooh), shoot up yo' block
When it come to my son and my fam, you get popped
Shoot up yo' block (Ooh), Shoot up yo' block

[Verse 2]
Doin' this on my own, don’t forget to hint me
Usually sip Patron, but today it’s Remy
Baby Halo hungry, can I see yo' titty?
Hеart cold like Tundra, 'less you in my family
My son lit, turn on Beyoncé and say that’s yo' auntiе
I’ll be there for you at all times, you don’t need no nanny

[Chorus]
I can’t be childish, bitch, I got a kid
Told her we can link but just not at my crib
My son custom down to the chain, to the fuckin' bib
I’m not affiliated with gangs, but for him I’ll spin
Shoot up yo' block, shoot up yo' block, shoot up yo' block (Ooh), shoot up yo' block
When it come to my son and my fam, you get popped
Shoot up yo' block (Ooh), Shoot up yo' block

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