Gang, gang, gang
(Dubba-AA flexin')
Yeah (I need to talk to Mike Laury)
(Hello? This is Mike Laury) Blicky the blicky, the blicky, the blick
(This is the sound)
Ain't no lackin', drivin' through the red light
Catch him out of bounds, you know he dead, right?
24/7, spinnin' every night
We gon' leave his māthā by the headlight
Then we flee the scene, I told 'em, "Bend right"
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Then we flee the scene, I told 'em, "Bend right"
24/7, spinnin' every night
This that crash music
This that go leave a opp in the past music
Probably die with my blick, so I tattooed it
Said he smokin' on bro, now his pack boomin'
I invented this drill shit
From BK to the X, they gon' feel this
Spot a opp, hit the killswitch
Leave the stolie in Queens, did it real quick
Then spin for the backend
Got a shooter from L-I, a shooter from Staten
Think he safe in Manhattan
He got stepped on in Harlem, he shouldn't have been lackin'
I know I gotta move militant
We don't shoot out the car, we tryna finish 'em
Bro get to shootin' like Middleton
That's his ass, if he fall, we gon' finish him
Better get 'em touched, they better rush
Blood leakin' out, ain't gon' make it, he gush
Brains on the steering wheel, he out of luck
If he ain't dead, we gon' reverse the truck
We makin' statements, you better hush
Last opp nigga got turned into dust
Back door open, watch who you trust
Know some real niggas got lined by a slut
Ain't no lackin', drivin' through the red light
Catch him out of bounds, you know he dead, right?
24/7, spinnin' every night
We gon' leave his māthā by the headlight
Then we flee the scene, I told 'em, "Bend right"
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Then we flee the scene, I told 'em, "Bend right"
24/7, spinnin' every night
Ain't no lackin', drivin' through the red light
Catch him out of bounds, you know he dead, right?
24/7, spinnin' every night
We gon' leave his māthā by the headlight
Then we flee the scene, I told 'em, "Bend right"
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Then we flee the scene, I told 'em, "Bend right"
24/7, spinnin' every night
24/7, bendin' and swervin' (Gang)
Taliban gang, we love Dracos and turbans (Gang, gang, gang)
Tree' dropped the lo', now the steppers out swervin' (Skrrt)
Purgin', I told 'em, "Make sure they murk 'em" (Boom, boom, boom)
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ain't no lackin', left him at the red light (Skrrt, skrrt)
Point-blank range, you know he dead, right? (Grrt)
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, told 'em, "Bend right" (Man down, man down)
Then we flee the scene, tryna stuff a new opp in this Russian cream
Used to drill for a hobby, I was a fiend (Grrt, grrt)
'Ooter popped out the cut, hit 'em in the bean' (Boom, boom, boom)
You could see his dreams
He got caught playin' in between (Grrt, grrt)
It's a switch on it and a B
Keep a blicky, it's in my jeans (Boom, boom, boom)
Ain't no lackin', drivin' through the red light
Catch him out of bounds, you know he dead, right?
24/7, spinnin' every night
We gon' leave his māthā by the headlight
Then we flee the scene, I told 'em, "Bend right"
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Then we flee the scene, I told 'em, "Bend right"
24/7, spinnin' every night
Ain't no lackin', drivin' through the red light
Catch him out of bounds, you know he dead, right?
24/7, spinnin' every night
We gon' leave his māthā by the headlight
Then we flee the scene, I told 'em, "Bend right"
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Then we flee the scene, I told 'em, "Bend right"
24/7, spinnin' every night
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