B22 lyrics

[Intro]
Rich Slime
Go get em
Brr, brr, brr, brr

[Verse]
Bruh don't come and try me with some smoke (uh, uh)
Push out make an opp choke
Lil gang wit me uh-
Lil gang wit me ready to crash out
Bet I blast now
Jump out, drop out wit that f*cking stick, Lil gang havin' blicks
Hit a lick and fired the f*ckin' stick, and some hollow tips
I got Lil gang wit me right now, ready to rip the school
Better get off in this Off-White, spent too much on shoe
b*tch, hella pape' comin' in, my b-roll havin' blues
Jump out with a f*ckin' automatic, n*gga what is that?
I can't beef with nun these n*ggas, n*ggas really rats
Tried to run like Forrest Gump, put lasers on his back (Brr, brr, brr, brr)
Can't jump out with the f*ckin' stick 'cause we gon spin that sh*t
Can't pop out with them f*ckin' rats 'cause I might spin that sh*t
Dior B22s, I'm really drippin' b*tch
Put a thoink inside the sky for all the opps wit' smoke
Think I can't hit long range, when I'm really havin' scopes
Me and lil' gang just hit a lick, now we totaled up
Red tips hit your drip, f*ck your clothes up
Rush inside the trap, and take his bag, I got my loads up
I couldn't bring lil bro wit' me, last time he frozed up
f*ck around and had to bust a corner
f*ckin' wit Lil LAZER
Glizzy turned that boy into packs
My Glizzy shoot out flavours
Had the f*ckin' thirty Clip, now it got legs attached
Put a flashlight on my Glock, now I can see in black
S5 wit me got Lil 7000 puttin' work for racks
Think my sticks be havin' nitro, dawg don't never stop
Think my glizzy havin' nitro, I just let It pop
Take life wit' me gettin' guap
Everyday f*ck hoes get guap
Fast gang just run up Glocks
Too much ammo ain't no runnin' out