22Gz feat. Shawny Binladen – Max Out Audio
Lyrics Max Out – 22Gz feat. Shawny Binladen I pour a four of that drip in the Fanta Brand new blick’ on me, no, it ain’t jammin’ N**ga, we trappin’ and robbin’, and...
22Gz feat. SPMB Bills – Why Would I Lack?
Lyrics Why Would I Lack? – 22Gz feat. SPMB Bills
Yozora
Sniper the blicky
Gang, gang, gang
Twirl
On my mother, I stay with it
I know who run this NYC drill s**t
If he ain’t dead, spin back
I try to spin, n**gas better move tac’
What’s that
N**gas cappin’, like why would I lack
All of that dissin’ until they go missin’
They ain’t know nothin’, just cappin’ and snippin’
Everything dead if I back up the Smith and
Oppers be rappin’ ’bout s**t they s**t ain’t livin’
F**k all the talkin’, hop out and off ’em
I hang with bosses, posted on Nordstrom
They tried to bend, ended up in the mortuary
Ten in the morning, we lurkin’ ’em, uh
They get afraid when we steppin’
Don’t lose your life in a second
Glock with a .30 like Stephen
Lucky I ain’t use the FN
Man down, he need a reverend
Straight up to heaven, we sent him
All I know, one-eighty seven
Then I go cash out on Lenox
SP Bills, drillin’ on wheels
He spot a man and he shell him
Screamin’, Free Ghost, opps in the scope
Tape on his mouth, ain’t no yellin’
What you gon’ do when those steppers hop out
Broad day, walk up, no trace
I’m a lose screw, homie took a shot to the brain
Wasn’t lookin’ both ways
N**gas be cappin’, YouTube killers
Dump the clip in his whole face
Try to run, ‘ooter gon’ chase him
Man down, it’s a cold case
If he ain’t dead, spin back
I try to spin, n**gas better move tac’
What’s that
N**gas cappin’, like why would I lack
All of that dissin’ until they go missin’
They ain’t know nothin’, just cappin’ and snippin’
Everything dead if I back up the Smith and
Oppers be rappin’ ’bout s**t they s**t ain’t livin’
These n**gas be rappin’ that s**t they ain’t livin’
Said that they gang, turned b**ch in a prison, uh
See, I shoot with precision, look
Knock the brain out his fitted, look
And you know how we spinnin’, uh
See, we comin’ with glizzys and XDs
You get wet, I should slide on a jetski
See, these n**gas ain’t dyin’ to catch me
But these n**gas is dyin’ for real Gs
See, they ain’t spin back since got hit with nickel
It ain’t make no sense
See, my dawgs outside, they don’t pay no rent
S**t’ll get tac’, you can hit in the head or the back
Got me a glizzy with thirty attached
Throwin’, he get hit in his hat
I knew a n**ga that died with his blick’
Heard he went live, homies ain’t ride
I should’ve knew that n**ga a b**ch, uh
See, these n**gas wanna talk on apps, on apps
‘Til I rolled ’em in that brand new pack, new pack
Me and brodie in the whip, two straps, two straps
And we cruisin’ for a hit, too attack, too attack
Can’t lack, can’t lack, no cap…
Written by 22Gz & SPMB Bills
Album: The Year Of The Blixky
Produced by Yozora
22Gz | SPMB Bills | 2022
