22gz - suburban, pt. 2 lyrics
(chorus)
hoodie on, mask on
strap drawn, tryna run
he ain’t get that far
if his bro tryna spin dat block
then gang gon’ switch that car
k!ll an opp, broad day
get blasted, lawyer gon spank that charge
hanging out, all black suburbans
bl!cky gon hit that target!
hoodie on, mask on
strap drawn, tryna run
he ain’t get that far
if his bro tryna spin dat block
then gang gon’ switch that car
k!ll an opp, broad day
get blasted, lawyer gon spank that charge
hanging out, all black suburbans
bl!cky gon hit that target!
(verse 1)
whole lotta shots, knock his face off
fit through
hang out this roof with a drako
back from the m and the case closed
but on my kicks, that’s from stomping his face off
choppa full of dem with a chainsaw
no cap, i’m in the booth with a bankroll
stuffin’ the whole clip, a whole trey-o
he ain’t gon shoot, why the f-ck is he gang fold?
run up on fetty, cap fetty, that’s fetty
count h-lla bands then chase that zelly
henny on henny on henny on henny
gang in the spot, get deady on deady
bust in a 40, spin on your shawty
don’t leave a cada
bust a pinata, open your motha
shoot up the party
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