Suburban - 22gz

Trey, you pussy

Yeah

Go nowhere without that damn blicky

Free them twirlers, free them Blixkys

Free Bito, free DonDon, free Five

Y’all know how we comin', free Bills

Grrt

Woo, woo

AXL on the beat

Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky

It’s a man down when we lurkin' (Yeah)

Pull up in all black, we purgin' (Gang, gang, gang)

Pull up in all black Suburbans (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

If he ain’t dead, we reversin'

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky,

the Blixky)

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Yeah, gang, gang, gang)

It’s a man down when we lurkin' (Skrrt, skrrt)

Pull up in all black, we purgin'

Pull up in all black Suburbans

(Skrrt, skrrt)

If he ain’t dead, we reversin'

(Grrt)

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky,

the Blixky)

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Woo)

If he ain’t dead, we reversin' (Gang, gang, gang)

Blixky gang,

Two-Two

the general, sprint to this cash, I could show what this bread’ll do (Blixky,

the Blixky)

You know I’m lit, don’t do premiums, only Suburban, I’m lurkin' and seein' them

(Racks, racks, racks, racks)

Trippin', I’m clickin' the

Smith &

, I can’t even witness (Boom, boom, boom)

I be all up in her belly, leaving bitches limpin'

BNB, so fuck a telly beamer when I’m driftin'

(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

I’ma freak it and if she let me hit it, then I’m skeetin'

Talk the flock on the reg', I’m flippin' this block, I got one in the head

(Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky)

Let it off then we fled, I call up my shooters that blam him instead (Grrt,

baow)

Claim NBA but they D-league, we bend they block in like three V’s

(Boom, boom, boom)

Watch how I make it look easy,

clippin' them Treys like I’m CP

(Grrt)

They flockin', its perjury season, my niggas tote burners, they feignin'

(Boom, boom, boom)

He oppin' this murder, he bleedin', get spotted, they shouldn’t,

they creepin' (Gang, gang, gang)

It’s a man down when we lurkin' (Yeah)

Pull up in all black, we purgin' (Gang, gang, gang)

Pull up in all black Suburbans (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

If he ain’t dead, we reversin'

Blixky gang know we gon murk him (Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky,

the Blixky)

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Yeah, gang, gang, gang)

It’s a man down when we lurkin' (Skrrt, skrrt)

Pull up in all black, we purgin'

Pull up in all black Suburbans

(Skrrt, skrrt)

If he ain’t dead, we reversin'

(Grrt)

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky,

the Blixky)

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Woo)

If he ain’t dead, we reversin' (Gang, gang, gang)

I need me a fast stack, I think I might end up where your stash at

(Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky)

Dope and lean 'til I’m past that, age of fourteen, kept guns in my backpack

(Kept guns in my backpack)

When we bend, I’m like Mad Max, beamer knock off his wig or his dad hat (Grrt)

The language we talkin' is trapanese, can’t trust a soul, these niggas be

babblin'

Bitches bend over, I’m crackin' it, blam at ya man, we gon' shoot it with

accuracy (Grrt)

Youngest in charge, why they mad at me?

Henny Patron, we still lean off the Actavis (Boom, boom, boom)

And it’s still RIP to Flock tho, free twirlers, really gotta watch hoes (Blixky,

the Blixky, the Blixky)

Lil' niggas shootin' with they eyes closed, aimin' for his belly or nostrils

(Gang, gang, gang)

It’s a man down when we lurkin' (Yeah)

Pull up in all black, we purgin' (Gang, gang, gang)

Pull up in all black Suburbans (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

If he ain’t dead, we reversin'

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky,

the Blixky)

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Yeah, gang, gang, gang)

It’s a man down when we lurkin' (Skrrt, skrrt)

Pull up in all black we purgin'

Pull up in all black Suburbans

(Skrrt, skrrt)

If he ain’t dead, we reversin'

(Grrt)

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky,

the Blixky)

Blixky gang know we gon' murk him (Woo)

If he ain’t dead, we reversin' (Gang, gang, gang)

Brrt

Sneak diss us, then we ball out

We have a rich flocks, free the pain gang

Grrt

Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky