Spazz Out

[22Gz:]
Front, I'ma spazz out
Bro keep the Gucci up on him, my demon, no Marcus, I want it, I cash out
My niggas spin every morning, get killed on your morning, same time as the cash out
Empty the clip and we off it, you dripping, you saucing, let's see what your stash 'bout
Riding 'round drinking Bacardi, we lit in the party, he front, I'ma back out
Pull up with four, spot him, we drenching, a beam with a forty
I'm in the Foreman, bitch I been balling
I'm tryna leave that boy brains' on the floor
Spinning in fours, we tryna score
We ain't the same, can't relate to these boys
I got the sauce, we got the sauce
Bitch I been dripping, who cares what it cost?
The good die young, I died already
Slide already, hollow tips, we shooting, popping Nelly
Dropping steady, they dropping steady, they dropping steady
Don't try to spin and get the driver wet up
I got my name off of spinning, I feel a way then we drilling
I'm running straight to this chicken, but I gotta stay with a blicky
Slit that boy throat if he snitching, niggas want smoke, I'ma bring it
Get up close range and you finished, my niggas stay with a glizzy
Pull up, letting off that blicky
You chilling with him, hella shots, be dead with him
Free my brothers, fuck the system
They know how we living, we catch him, his head missing
Dice game, we head cracking, run up on him, head tap him
We be caking, they capping, missing cake, boy they lacking

[PNV Jay:]
Niggas ain't fuck with me, and the PNV Blickys they run the city
Me and 22, we working, they know what's up
PNV to the Blicky, they know what's us
Gotta keep me a chopper, ain't playing no games
If we get caught up, ain't saying no names
Came from nothing, my niggas gon' shine
Niggas be hating, that shit out of line
We gon' hop out with them chops out
Try to run up, my niggas gon' lay him down
They was hating like boy what you saying now?
Them PNV niggas don't play around
Dressed up in designer, we iced out
My niggas gon' shine when the lights out
Gotta keep me a stick nigga
Niggas be hating, I'm tryna get rich nigga
Run up, meet the clip nigga
Diamonds dancing while I'm fucking your bitch nigga
And you know that we getting this gwala
I remember when I ain't have a dollar
My niggas gon' run up the bankroll
Shooters pull up and we leaving 'em case closed
And you know that we getting this gwala
I remember when I ain't have a dollar, gang gang gang

[Leeky Bandz:]
There's beef with the opps so that stick on me
I went to school with the boy, now he history
I know them niggas still plotting to get to me
Shoot and they miss, they ain't hitting me
Bitch I'm a God, ain't no killing me
I swear to God we gon' make it like history
Couldn't go home 'til the pack off
Kick doors, had to go in, no mask off
Niggas talk hard but they mad soft
Kick doors, had to go in, no mask off
Bro said kill and I kill 'em
First I couldn't feel, now I'm feeling it
Catch an opp, it ain't over, we finish him
If the plug got pounds, deliver it
Rob the plug, we don't go through no middleman
I'm a G, I ain't talking 'bout Zimmerman
NyQuil turned into codeine, I'm just tryna get money, I'm selling it
Niggas keep talking 'bout beef, who tryna get smoked right now, let's finish it
No one on ones from me, from now on swing one time, we hitting shit
Love all my homies, can't cure all the pain, so you know the gang be feeling it
All of my opps gon' die
Don't even know why a nigga just mentioned it
That money bring good lawyers
You know our gang, we be in the sentences (no cap)
There's paper every time that they print the shit
And get rapping from me like a Christmas gift
Hit her once then forget the bitch
I finesse and go hard to go get this shit

[Outro:]
Yeah, blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky
Blicky to the future nigga, PNV to the future nigga
You know how we rocking
Yeah, know the vibes nigga
PNV shit man, the future, niggas know how the fuck we coming
Gang gang gang, yeah