[Verse 1: Blizzy Thompson]
Rolling off a couple beans
Screaming free my n*gga Beans
Glocks and Rugers with the Beams
For any n*gga on the scene
My n*ggas really in these streets
Two-six, we tryna play for keeps
We ain't for that rapping beef
Feeling froggy? n*gga leap
I remember late nights on the B
Smoking dope, my n*gga Queez
Ducking low out from the D's
Sliding in them f*cking Jeeps
See a Op, we let it squeeze
Got the copa begging please
For bro, we put you on a tee
Catch a Op and then we T'd
[Verse 2: NiikoSuav]
Glossed up, my n*ggas swagging
Milly rocking and we dabbing
We in the party and we packing
I'm with the Folks, "What's stacking?"
Oh that's your b*tch? What happened?
She gave me top and I ain't slap it
Pass to Locke and now he tag it
That's my assist to his basket
On the court with AR
And he shooting out the Smith &
So I call him JR
Best believe he gon' spray y'all
Cause he shooting at everything he see on his radar
They say they 1 Up, but they don't give us a chance to score
When they see us, they run, they don't give us a blow
[Verse 3: Blizzy Thompson]
B-Block the gang, my name Blizzy
Two-Six, we known for toting Glizzies
We pull up on you, while it's litty
At 4 O' Clock, it's like a city
And n*ggas got us on our griddy
We slide up with the f*cking 50s
Squeeze up on it 'til it's empty
Tell TI slide off in a rentie
A lot of little n*ggas getting outta pocket
Queezy Gang ball hard like the Rockets
n*ggas say they out here, need to stop it
GLLTTT Bow, guarantee we gon' pop it
Y'all little n*ggas already know how I'm rocking
Sour packs steady sticking out my pockets
And I don't even wanna f*ck, tell her top it
B-Block, 260, we know about it
[Verse 4: NiikoSuav]
My location is Bergen
n*ggas claim that they lurking, but never put no work in
We in the all black Suburban, masked up on some perc sh*t, leave you on the surface
Smoke dope like a dread
I just smoked this L, now I'm running from the feds
I keep one in the head
Cause if a n*gga moving funny, Ima shoot him in the head
[Verse 5: Blizzy Thompson]
And don't get caught up tryna creep
Cause my n*ggas know the tweak
Bullets make your body geek
Put a n*gga right to sleep
Free my n*ggas out the jam
n*ggas telling, taking stands
My n*ggas never gave a damn
We tryna leave him where he stand
[Verse 6: NiikoSuav]
f*ck n*ggas ain't ready
Keep one eye open like Fetty
Bust his head like confetti
Have his sh*t looking like spaghetti
n*ggas know my gang
n*ggas know how we bang
f*ck n*ggas can't hang
You throw up Lz
You a lame
And ah ah ah ahhhh