Gang gang 4L
WB
Mixtape out now you heard
BRRRR
Skeet gang
Free blizzy
BRRRR
Its up and its lit opps ain’t on sh#t i just spent a band on some f#cking kicks they be watching face on with my b#tch rolling two grams in my f#cking spliff, yeah, like, lemme talk to these n#gg#s man, look
We gon keep spinning and spinning (skrrrt) we be in them foreigns and them windows tinted opps be mad we winning (yeah) hopping out the car skeeting with them denims
p#ss# n#gg# run and shoulda neva up (p#ss# n#gg# run and shoulda neva up) p#ss# n#gg# run and shoulda neva up (brrrrrr) (yeah)
n#gg#s be talking a whole lotta skeet (yeah,yeah) yall kno where we be, just drop the lo’ and its watch who you see (yeah) that n#gg# kd
I might just pop out the cut like she might just suck up the whole miteused to wear jeans now its diors on courts like n#gg#s be changeing they sport like
I swear they used to run track, now all of a sudden they tuff used to be tuff now the really be rats (dont rat)
Try to show up for a buck we got them choppas all on the bus i did em dirty to come we can’t be beefing you n#gg#s is bums, free blizzy outta da slums, b#tch
b#tch ima slobby stick like i catch a drop where he lay kick down the door put the k to his face like he try to reach its too late like
Shots getting fired just open the safe
Ima demon i shoot while i chase and i shoot while i hang over gates this .32 bonka sh#t leave no trace two deep me and dougz spinning 8
They ain’t outside take a trip to the k (LVK!) and im like where they at i told dougie move track rip threw the front ima blitz to the back like
We like kobe and shaq he throw 5 on bro i throw ten back like just watch how they react you like brodie was what you like brodie was staxks you ran and woo lotta get back like
He gon grab for this app like i ain’t walk and his p’s let it clap like here so i had to relax like and they sh#t on my what and they sh#t on my lap
I kep a stick when im looking for drip like espicially in saks anywhere i go to be exact i told cody dougie toting sak like
Most of these n#gg#s they kno what im on they gon act but they saw me preform they can’t wait till they catch em a what, oh lets get it on
We got blue beam Glocks extensions with mops texi, yu alright, sum is wrong he got shot now his ligament torn
Up first shoot thats how i was born he lacking he snoozing he snoring dont make it hot when you shoot get up on him
Ima hop out seen get up on him before he look back ima up and throw all em
Thats on bro ima throw more than 4 of em ray flock asking for markie ima score em
Look back ima trip for jb im scoring
Gang free blizzy
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