LLNB Songtext
von 22Gz
LLNB Songtext
Whole lotta drip on me
Got to walk with the blick on me
Heard they tryna put hits on me
Tryna empty the clip on me
Hope my niggas don′t switch on me
General of the blick army
My lil' shooters would spin for me
Point ′em out they gon' clip homie
I hope you don't slip up (slip up)
We spinning threw gripped up (pa pa pa)
Anybody can get touched
Anybody can get brushed
You ain′t never do nothing (nothing)
Stop fronting (fronting)
Got my dog out the window he dumping (pa pa pa)
Pull up squeezing he clicking the button (clicking the button)
Head shot hollow tip to the stomach (to the stomach)
If I pull up they letting shots off (rra rra rra)
That acting tough will get you knocked off (pa pa pa)
Don′t be linking with opps
Jacking beef that is not yours (not yours)
Don't be linking with opps
Jacking beef that is not yours
Whole lotta drip on me
Got to walk with the blick on me
Heard they tryna put hits on me
Tryna empty the clip on me
Hope my niggas don′t switch on me
General of the blick army
My lil' shooters would spin for me
Point ′em out they gon' clip homie
Whole lotta drip on me
Got to walk with the blick on me
Heard they tryna put hits on me
Tryna empty the clip on me
Hope my niggas don′t switch on me
General of the blick army
My lil' shooters would spin for me
Point 'em out they gon clip homie
Long live Nick
Black flag tied to the grip (tied to the grip)
Don′t get your wig split
Mcqueen on my face for the hit (pa pa pa)
You know it′s a whole lotta oops (rrrrrr)
So I gotta stay with the blick
You know if you touch one of mines
Somebody of your getting clipped
Mr. Shiggy don't do the cuffing
If you know him them you would love him
Can′t believe that they took my brother (RIP)
In the party the bitches love us
Treesha (Treesh, Treesh)
Drive the boat
Baby we don't do Bacardi
You shattered our hearts
When they said it′s your time to go (RIP)
Whole lotta drip on me
Got to walk with the blick on me
Heard they tryna put hits on me
Tryna empty the clip on me
Hope my niggas don't switch on me
General of the blick army
My lil′ shooters would spin for me
Point 'em out they gon' clip homie
Whole lotta drip on me
Got to walk with the blick on me
Heard they tryna put hits on me
Tryna empty the clip on me
Hope my niggas don′t switch on me
General of the blick army
My lil′ shooters would spin for me
Point 'em out they gon′ clip homie
Got to walk with the blick on me
Heard they tryna put hits on me
Tryna empty the clip on me
Hope my niggas don′t switch on me
General of the blick army
My lil' shooters would spin for me
Point ′em out they gon' clip homie
I hope you don't slip up (slip up)
We spinning threw gripped up (pa pa pa)
Anybody can get touched
Anybody can get brushed
You ain′t never do nothing (nothing)
Stop fronting (fronting)
Got my dog out the window he dumping (pa pa pa)
Pull up squeezing he clicking the button (clicking the button)
Head shot hollow tip to the stomach (to the stomach)
If I pull up they letting shots off (rra rra rra)
That acting tough will get you knocked off (pa pa pa)
Don′t be linking with opps
Jacking beef that is not yours (not yours)
Don't be linking with opps
Jacking beef that is not yours
Whole lotta drip on me
Got to walk with the blick on me
Heard they tryna put hits on me
Tryna empty the clip on me
Hope my niggas don′t switch on me
General of the blick army
My lil' shooters would spin for me
Point ′em out they gon' clip homie
Whole lotta drip on me
Got to walk with the blick on me
Heard they tryna put hits on me
Tryna empty the clip on me
Hope my niggas don′t switch on me
General of the blick army
My lil' shooters would spin for me
Point 'em out they gon clip homie
Long live Nick
Black flag tied to the grip (tied to the grip)
Don′t get your wig split
Mcqueen on my face for the hit (pa pa pa)
You know it′s a whole lotta oops (rrrrrr)
So I gotta stay with the blick
You know if you touch one of mines
Somebody of your getting clipped
Mr. Shiggy don't do the cuffing
If you know him them you would love him
Can′t believe that they took my brother (RIP)
In the party the bitches love us
Treesha (Treesh, Treesh)
Drive the boat
Baby we don't do Bacardi
You shattered our hearts
When they said it′s your time to go (RIP)
Whole lotta drip on me
Got to walk with the blick on me
Heard they tryna put hits on me
Tryna empty the clip on me
Hope my niggas don't switch on me
General of the blick army
My lil′ shooters would spin for me
Point 'em out they gon' clip homie
Whole lotta drip on me
Got to walk with the blick on me
Heard they tryna put hits on me
Tryna empty the clip on me
Hope my niggas don′t switch on me
General of the blick army
My lil′ shooters would spin for me
Point 'em out they gon′ clip homie
Writer(s): Yanick St. Juste, John Kevohn, Jeffrey Alexander Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com