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223's - 9lokknine lyrics

[intro: ynw melly]
rocco did it again
oh, this b-tch recordin’?
that’s crazy, hah, yeah, slatt, you know, uh
whole lot of gang sh-t
baow, graow, baow, graow, blatt
uh, slatt, slatt, hold up, uh, uh, slatt, uh

[verse 1: ynw melly]
blood walk, baby, this the blood walk, huh
i don’t use my hands, i let the blood talk, huh
.223’s and macs’ll make you blood walk
i can make any n-gga hit the crip walk
crip walk, i’ma let my hip talk
pulled a .40 with a d-cky, gotta k!ll up y’all
cl!ck, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
and the clip is see-through

[chorus: ynw melly]
what all do you want from me?
ar’s and them .223’s
f-ckin’ ’round with me, you see
i’m hot, i’m 500 degrees
heard he caught a body
but that does not mean sh-t to me
got two on me, got two on me
blood gang, yeah, suwoop on me

[verse 2: ynw melly]
detrimental
me and glokk all on your instrumental
i k!ll a n-gga and it really wasn’t coincidental
stop all that flaggin’ sh-t, you just be on that actin’ sh-t
no, i ain’t with no cappin’ sh-t and i ain’t on no rappin’ sh-t
no lackin’, b-tch, you know it ain’t no lackin’, b-tch
i check into blood, n-gga, like, “ayy, man, what’s brackin’, b-tch?”
i’m two floors up on you n-ggas
i’m two floors up on you n-ggas, yeah

[verse 3: glokknine]
i’m like blatt (uh-huh), we don’t never play, he get whacked, like
tryna find his face, ain’t no trace, ain’t comin’ back
g-nine, mister two-glocks, just bought a mac (oh yeah)
a mac for your facelift, rearrange your cap (come here)
one foot in the industry and one foot in the trap
invite that dope to my bloodline, i treat him like my strap
’cause ’bout me he’ll take a n-gga’s feet off the map
big b’s ’til i’m sleep, push a p, he get clapped
two guns, that’s the twin glocks, i roger that part
colder than a b-tch ’cause the b-tch froze at that
like apostrophe, google forgot a comma in the back
say i’m worth 250k, we can bet a trey on that, n-gga

[outro: glokknine]
big blatt like suwoop, mmh, yeah
what you want? what he want? mmh, ayy, ayy
big sticks for a punk, yeah, mmh
what he, uh, what he see? yeah, uh, ayy, ayy
big blatts ’cause i bleed, yeah, mhm
what he on, what he breathe? yeah, ayy, ayy
i’m pushin’ p’s, pushin’ p’s, yeah, yeah
what it is and what it ain’t, mmh, ayy, ayy
like a skunk, we leave him stank

- 9lokknine lyrics

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