Gang, gang, gang
Blixky the blixky
Shit'll go left real fast, real quick
Shit'll go left (Shit'll go left)
I know the reason they pressed
It's probably the way that I dress (It's probably the way that I drip), it's probably the way that I step (It's probably the way that I step)
Brand new blicky, you better invest, I got a vest
Keep a shooter, he movin' possessed, he be spinnin' so much, he obsessed
Shit'll, go left real fast, real quick, we left his brains on his lap in his whip
One in the head, click-clack, they clicked
Shots in his back and the head from the stick
What you gon' do when the stepper come through?
Bet you an opp gon' end up on a news
That's what he get when he was actin' a fool
Spin through the stu', left him dead in the booth
Brodie just hit me on telly, he saw an opp had to flock on telly
Brains splattered like confetti, Gooey Sauce, hit his belly
Opp treesh caught a leggy, free the gang, free that nigga Melly
On the set, we don't play disrespect, my little stepper, he'll really step
Jump back in a foreign and jet, you can look at my eyes and see death
Shit'll go left (Shit'll go left)
I know the reason they pressed
It's probably the way that I dress (It's probably the way that I drip), it's probably the way that I step (It's probably the way that I step)
Brand new blicky, you better invest, I got a vest
Keep a shooter, he movin' possessed, he be spinnin' so much, he obsessed
Shit'll go left (Shit'll go left)
I know the reason they pressed
It's probably the way that I dress (It's probably the way that I drip), it's probably the way that I step (It's probably the way that I step)
Brand new blicky, you better invest, I got a vest
Keep a shooter, he movin' possessed, he be spinnin' so much, he obsessed
I know they'll never confess
They be stealin' the drip, they obsessed
Catch an opp, he gon' lose all his breath (Blick, blick)
New blick came with the suppress
Push a button and they gon' leave a mess (Blick, blick)
Rundown, put holes in his flesh
.57 went straight to his vest
Hit his chest let 'em dead on the steps
My lil' steppers, they not with the chit-chat
They see an opp, they gon' click that
Pull up like, "Fuck is your blick at?"
Aiming the stick at his six-pack
If he ain't dead we gon spin back
Man down, they gotta get back, swear I've been itching to lift that, I see the jakes I'ma lift that
Shit'll go left (Shit'll go left)
I know the reason they pressed
It's probably the way that I dress (It's probably the way that I drip), it's probably the way that I step (It's probably the way that I step)
Brand new blicky, you better invest, I got a vest
Keep a shooter, he movin' possessed, he be spinnin' so much, he obsessed
Gang
He be spinnin' so much, he obsessed
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