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nas blixky – new twirl order lyrics

[intro: nas blixky]
gang gang gang gang
n+ggas know what type of timing we on
glittt
clip curry like the f+cking streetlights
lemme talk my sh+t on this one
we see that l we shoot that l
ys up on d+block
sixteen

[verse 1: nas blixky]
nas back on the h, with the 30s and 40s and hollows and macs
16 with the strap, let the nine hit ya chin and u ain’t coming back
b+tches stay on my sack, cuz a young n+gga wildin and countin the racks
my n+ggas be wildin, my n+ggas bout violence, they shoot at the opps till my dead homies smiling
i ain‘t never gon lack, see a opp pistol pack 30 shots to his back
ion even know how to act, f+ck yo b+tch from the back if she want loud pack
all my n+ggas count stacks, and i go 730 with a 30 in my hand
and i’m 063, and yo b+tch on the floor and she sucking the team
my n+ggas got glocks and 30’s 15’s and the 40 on me i go for the k!ll
these n+ggas talk tough but these n+ggas dont drill, i slide through ya block and i pop you likе pills
and i pop you like pills, (red dot gang)
i‘m a twirler shе lovin my language you run up on me better think quick
bend through blocks watch his body flip, look at the drip from my walk
not playing when i walk in the store, these foreigns you know what it cost
these n+ggas be jacking the floss, my n+ggas be jackin the glo’s
pull up, 12 and he score off the score queezy gang and i stay with the y’s
bend the brick and we dropping the l, 30 shots at his top give him sh+lls
16 and my name ringing bells free keelo bro give em h+ll
gang gang gang gang gang free keelo bro give em h+ll
gang gang gang gang gang, six+o, six+o
[verse 2: breezy blixky]
yeah y’all know how i rock six+o i spin through and i empty out shots
30 clip out the mop, any n+gga try to front send sh+lls out the mop
and i’m still on my bullsh+t, put a n+gga on the news cuz im packin on the full clip
these n+ggas dont do sh+t, they talk on the book on how to f+cking shoot sh+t
but my n+ggas are ruthless talk out ya mouth and get your whole crew clipped
and you tryna shoot sh+t, why you got a gun if you ain’t gon use it?
gettin money and some choo sh+t
and i stay on the 8s with them guns and them matics
we run up and chop u that sh+t lookin tragic
my n+ggas is with it they down for the action
these n+ggas ain’t wit it, they talk by the book but these n+ggas ain’t drillin
all of my n+ggas be wildin sent shots at ya fitted (gang gang gang gang)

[verse 3: sav blixky]
getting cash yeah i need it and i’m never ever lacking so you know i gotta keep it
a couple rounds with latecia, since a youngin i was ballin y’all n+ggas on the bleachers
dont wife a b+tch cuz they treeshes, all i ever do is f+ck her i dont ever wanna keep her
and the streets hating on me all these n+ggas do is talk so you really gotta show me
all you do is tell stories, b+tch i do it for the gang and u do it for the glory
i don’t care if she ignore me cuz u think thats ya wife but she f+cking on me lowkey
but it’s back to the guys now, since a youngin i ain’t play i was never scared of gun sounds
and i keep the 40 tucked now, cuz if da opps try to run up imma score em like a touchdown
we do this sh+t for fun now yeah this sh+t took queez so i don’t really give a f+ck now
so i always keep a gun now bullets hot like the sun and you dead by sundown
i ain’t never really had sh+t so i had to run down with the semi automatic
yeah i mean that sh+t tragic, and as far as the opps they really ain’t savage
im tryna live life lavish, riding round the coupe with a loyal ass bad b+tch
hoes say they ain’t loyal, let me take that back cuz these b+tches ain’t for you
they ain’t with you when you down, but when you up and about the b+tches gon call you
really n+gga thats a fact, and i went through the struggle now i’m back on track
and if your sh+t wack, and i just touched down i ain’t never goin back
i’m in the field i ain’t never had a job sh+t. sh+t real yea i always had to rob sh+t
catch a l fill him up with some hot sh+t
six+trey queezy gang type opp sh+t
six+trey queezy gang type opp sh+t (gang)

- nas blixky lyrics

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