Belt Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: RealRichIzzo]
Belt Gang sh*t
Uh-huh
RIP Jumpout
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm
Mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm (Think we found a LoopHole)

[Verse 1: RealRichIzzo]
Missed the funeral, so we goin' to his repass (Uh-huh)
Opp b*tch, I just f*cked her in my ski mask
The door's locked, so I'm finna use the keypad (For real)
I just put a dollar on my neck with your cheap ass (A hundred)

[Verse 2: Glizzy & RealRichIzzo]
(Grrt), that's the fully (That's the fully)
Chopper on me yellin' out the window, "RIP Woody" (n*gga)
I don't need a ski, I'll hop out with a hoodie (For real)
We rollin' off a jigga, better not say nothin' to me (I'm booted up)

[Verse 3: 24Lik]
Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, catch an opp, he dead (He in the ground)
Can't catch a state case, all my n*ggas goin' fed
Ridin' with baby Drac', finna rock his ass to bed
My b*tch mad as f*ck, I done left her ass on read

[Verse 4: CashGang Mike]
Ain't f*ckin' with you if you never slid for Mike Brown (RIP MB)
I'm a Shark, he got a kit, I'm finna bite down (Grrr)
Got a drop on a pit, I'm goin' right now (I'm on the way)
I'm tryna bump into an opp, but ain't no strike 'round
[Verse 5: Baby Threat & RealRichIzzo]
Call Izz, I be with them Sharks, we in Inskster bendin' (I'm with them Sharks)
24 good on the T, the last n*ggas in it (Belt Gang)
In the field, don't mention us 'cause they know we blitzed 'em (Yeah)
We caught n*ggas trollin' on the 'Gram, the last post is, "RIP 'em"
f*cked an opp b*tch, she ain't know I smoked her brother (Uh-huh)
Play my role with her just so I can get her cousin
The Drac' take souls, let the wood hit 'em (Brrt)
Switch jammed the last drill, but l'ma still kill 'em (I'm on his ass)

[Verse 6: RealRichIzzo]
I got my belt, I'm finna show you what this gun do (Uh-huh)
We five deep, so I'm hangin' out the sunroof (n*gga)
Ran him down, he ain't got nowhere to run to (Brrt)
We ain't a band, but f*cked around and brought a drum through

[Verse 7: Glizzy]
At his drop, sittin' on him, me and BT (Baby 3)
Them Belts stompin' on the yard, yeah, free Key (Free the Banger)
Don't need twenty-five reasons, I ain't GT
If I see an opp inside a—, it's gon' be free me

[Verse 8: T Street Soda]
Before a drill, you know I gotta do my homework (I'm sittin' on 'em)
Last skit was out the SRT8, I blew my pole first
"Whoop Dat" trendin', my n*gga Izzo got the hoes turnt (Whoop Dat)
Ain't have a ski, I wrapped my face up with my own shirt