Twirlanta - 22gz

Once all attention, try to run off with the drip, it ain’t give me a mention

Swish and we bench him, treesh at the drop

We gon' pull up with blickies and drench him (Grrrr)

Look at these actors, droppin' the rates, ain’t ever spin Cali (Ain't ever spin

Cali, pussy)

Spinnin' for rappers, what’s the chances that he got his ratchet?

(Boom-boom-boom)

It’s gon' be a disaster, he ain’t no stepper, that boy into fashion (Pussy)

Stop all that cappin', aim for his matta, cabbage, he in a casket

Gang-gang gon' wack him

He made a diss tryna get a reaction (Pussy)

Can’t wait to catch him, crash him, whole gang spinnin' for the back end (Back

end)

Want me to be disrespectful?

Pull up to the funeral, spit in that coffin (Spit

in that coffin)

Put more shots in his matta, they can’t see his face, that’s for all that

talkin' (Pussy)

Headshot, he ain’t gon' make it, his brains on the pavement, no witness,

no statement

My killers ain’t takin' no payment, they said it’s for free

Point him out, they gon' off him (Gang-gang-gang, pussy)

Gun a nigga down, drop a diss, R.I.P.

Lil Pint, pour a four, that drip

All we know, run down, go stiff

Let my ooter, catch him lackin' and they hoppin' out the whip

See all the hate through these Carti’s

Kodak fresh home off a pardon

Caught some 'migos, don’t sip no Bacardi (No Bacardi)

Rep a R.I.P.

like Biggie and Hardie (Brooklyn)

Ride out, AR with the scope

Pull up with Coach, now he a ghost

Kill a opp, then make a toast

Hit a opp treesh while she drivin' the boat

Stuffin' the stick and the Glizzy (Glizzy)

Clip came see-through just like Bizzy

Hoolies gon' spin 'til he dizzy

Spider-Man, hop out the rented

Catch a body then hit up the jeweler (Boom, boom, boom)

I got twenty blue tips in the Ruger (Gang, gang, gang)

Back then, used to flock out the Uber

All for Scooter, them manure

Can’t respond to no nigga that gave his whole crew up (Hahaha), goofies

Niggas stole all the drip, act like they never knew us (Niggas stole all my

drip, act like they never knew us)

Got a bad yellow bitch that’ll line you from Cuba (Got a bad yellow bitch,

treesh, treesh)

She gon' swing me the addy, we pulled up and smoked 'em like hookah

Niggas ain’t spinnin' shit, they just type on computers

And my last name «Blick», so I’m picking the tool up (Blick, gang-gang-gang,

blicky, the blicky)

My stepper gon' brush him

If I press the button, too drippy to scuff 'em (Too drippy to scuff 'em)

The blick' in the duffle, it came with a muzzle, so why would I tussle?

(So why would I tussle?)

Diamonds dancin', flooded, we done turned nothin' to somethin' (Dance, dance)

Niggas be cappin', bluffin', tweak, that’s a hole in your muffin (That's a hole

in your muffin)

My stepper gon' brush him

If I press the button, too drippy to scuff 'em (Too drippy to scuff 'em)

The blick' in the duffle, it came with a muzzle, so why would I tussle?

(So why would I tussle?)

Diamonds dancin', flooded, we done turned nothin' to somethin' (Dance, dance)

Niggas be cappin', bluffin', tweak, that’s a hole in your muffin

GG4L

SG, twirl gang, Cho gang