Block (Chopped and Screwed)
Dawin
Pre-Cleared
Dawin's unique sound transcends traditional genre boundaries as he blends elements from Hip-Hop, R&B, EDM, and Trap, creating a unique sonic blueprint. His innovative, genre-defying approach has distinguished him in the contemporary music scene.
The 2014 release of his debut single "Just Girly Things" marked Dawin's substantial breakthrough. With its compelling melody, engaging groove, and Dawin's fusion of contemporary beats and R&B undertones, the song and its video earned widespread acclaim and millions of views.
Dawin's subsequent releases, including hit tracks "Dessert", "Jumpshot" and "Substitute," continued to illustrate his songwriting and producing expertise. Merging genres and crafting captivating hooks in his intricate musical arrangements, Dawin further asserted his status as a leading innovator in modern music.
Beyond his musical talent, Dawin has established his position in the industry through dedication, exceptional work ethic, and unwavering commitment to pushing artistic boundaries. His live performances encapsulate his artistry and convey his dynamic stage presence and impressive vocal range.
Always driven by his passion for music and an unending hunger for innovation, Dawin continues to reshape the world of contemporary music. His journey exemplifies boundless creativity, fearless experimentation, and the tireless pursuit of musical excellence.
ISRC
QZNMV2071447
Custom Track ID
r6SzdKnNbQnU
Composers
Dawin Polanco (BMI) 100.00%
Original Publishers
Dawin Polanco (BMI) 100.00%
Master Owners
Dawin Polanco 100.00%
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Composer
Dawin Polanco
Lyrics
Chorus
When yo’ ex try to hit you up you just gotta hit em with the
Block, Block, Block, Block
Block, Block, Block, Block
When you tryna get litty all you gotta do is come hit up the
Block, Block, Block, Block
Block, Block, Block, Block
Writing captions on the gram, Writing checks,
I don’t get no writers block
Verse 1
Oh you thought that I was gon’ have one hit
I came back and got rich off some dumb sh*t
Sippin Jameson like it’s Sunkist
If you want the smoke I’m on my blunt sh*t
My bitch got more class than a student
Sitting next to her with a Cuban, aye
Got so much designer I hate choosing
But I killed the whole fit execution
And I got kicks, like I’m Bruce Lee
Got the stacks up, You got loose leaf
Never thirsty, b*tch I’m juicy
In my new ghost, looking spooky
I’m defensive with my energy, don’t f*ck with me
I got bitches tryna hang for the luxury
I got ex’s popping up they a dub to me
Chorus
When yo’ ex try to hit you up you just gotta hit em with the
Block, Block, Block, Block
Block, Block, Block, Block
When you tryna get litty all you gotta do is come hit up the
Block, Block, Block, Block
Block, Block, Block, Block
Writing captions on the gram, Writing checks,
I don’t get no writers block

Verse 2
I been the go and I cannot stop
I could feed the block with my catalog
Can’t run out of bars it’s a marathon
I always delivery like I’m amazon
Shawty said I got her paradise
Took off her Chanel for my merchandise
Yeah passed the vibe check, check, check
Ooo you know everything fresh, fresh, fresh
And I got kicks, like I’m Bruce Lee
Got the stacks up, You got loose leaf
Never thirsty, b*tch I’m juicy
In my new ghost, looking spooky
I’m defensive with my energy, don’t f*ck with me
I got bitches tryna hang for the luxury
I got ex’s popping up they a dub to me
Chorus
When yo’ ex try to hit you up you just gotta hit em with the
Block, Block, Block, Block
Block, Block, Block, Block
When you tryna get litty all you gotta do is come hit up the
Block, Block, Block, Block
Block, Block, Block, Block
Writing captions on the gram, Writing checks,
I don’t get no writers block
Verse 3
I was tryna be more disciplined
Not be like the rest make a difference
Got played like a f*cking instrument
Truth is they just couldn’t handle something genuine
There’s a block in my heart that I can’t move
Gotta Blame it on the shit that I been through
There’s a block in my heart that I can’t move
It ain’t letting me love how I used to
Gave it all to these bitches that I brought around
My mistake was thinking they would give the same amount
Fake sh*t, nothing but some fake sh*t, Oo
What I thought was special turned out to be basic
My sad phase lead to my bad ways
I been on this road before I had Waze
Still lost with the girl I got
When I start to catch feelings I been thinking I should hit em with the block
I been through a lot
I should hit em with the block
I been through a lot
I should hit em with the block
Cause I been through a lot, aye b*tch
When I start to catch feelings I been thinking I should hit em with the Block, Block, Block, Block
Block, Block, Block, Block
When you tryna get litty all you gotta do is come hit up the
Block, Block, Block, Block
Block, Block, Block, Block
Writing captions on the gram, Writing checks,
I don’t get no writers block
