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22Gz - Blixky Gang Freestyle lyrics

Artist: 22Gz

album: Growth & Development


Told my shooter, "don't hit no legs"
(Blixky da Blixky da Blixky da Blixky)
Y'all know I keep one for the head
Do a hit then we fled (skrt skrt skrt skrt skrt)
(Blixky da Blixky da Blixky da Blixky)
(Gang gang gang gang gang)
Move bitch
I'm distrubing the peace, got me feeling like Luda (skrt skrt)
New drip (drip drip racks racks racks racks)
I'm rocking Amiris, this shit ain't no buddha
Get hit in the stomach (Pussy)
All of his guts and intestines he threw up
Got rid of the gun (Got rid' of that shit)
I had to re-up on a new on
Henny, no georgies
Spin through the flossy
I'm at the Barclays, and I got floor seats
Treeshes, babas, tryna give orgies
Back out, I ain't tryna end up on Maury
Too dripped out (Too dripped out)
Black rain when the gang flip out
Clips stick out
Reload once the shit slip out
Spin 'till we nauseous
Bending it often
Cop it, fuck costs
We made 'em forfeit
Pull up no warnings
Hop out and scorch 'em
Better be cautious, balted 'em up
Walked him straight to a coffin (Walked him straight to his death)
They ain't taking no shots (Pussy)
They ain't scoring
22 the nigga they rap 'bout (Suck my dick)
They ain't the same when the strap out
If you ain't know, you should check on my background
If he ain't dead then spin back 'round
Met a little treesh and she tryna get slapped out
Ended up blowing her back out
Fuck on a balcony
I made her tap out (mata mata)
(Gang, gang, gang)
When we spin, Duck
Keep that blixk tucked
If he trip up
He won't get up
Rest in piss to that boy who got hit with a hollow
Now he in gelato (now he in gelato)(Gang, gang)
It's still free the twirlers
I'm screamin' free Kodak, I'm screamin' free Ralo (Twirl! Twirl!)
Feel like Tony Montana
I shoot, you get left Euro steppin' like manu
With a treesh in Milano
She driving the boat
She downing Moscato
Clapping like standing ovation (Pussy)
Brodie gon' chase him, I don't do chasers
Count hella' guap, got paper (racks, racks)
Shit'll get dangerous
We don't fear danger
Shooters gon' flock out the wrangler
(Suck my dick)
(Gang, gang, gang)

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