Grrt

Bap-bap-bow, bap-bap, bap-bap-bap-bap

Ghosty

Gang, gang, gang

Blicky, the blicky

Spinnin' with blickys and black flags

Gun in my 'Miris, been itchin' to clap that

I had a gun in my backpack

Blicky, the blicky, run down, where that stash at?

I pay them hitters through Cash App

Shooters like Mitchell, put holes in his snapback

We stuffin' bodies in trash bags

I bet them hollow tips turn him to hashtags

She a lil' baba (baba-baba)

Willing to line a nigga for the slappings

Been movin' tactic

If it ain't on my waist, I got it in my jacket

My shooters assassins

7.62s make 'em do backflips

My lil' juvie a savage

Got a .40, a Ruger, that came with attachments

Ain't with the chit-chat

Semi gon' split that, open that six pack (gang, gang, gang)

Now he got a shit bag

Blicky gon' kick back, why would I miss that?

His medulla, we cracked it

Bending the whip, pull up sprayin' and blastin'

I see you wanna rap diss

Sayin' my name is gon' come with a casket

Spinnin' with blickys and black flags

Gun in my 'Miris, been itchin' to clap that

I had a gun in my backpack

Blicky, the blicky, run down, where that stash at?

I pay them hitters through Cash App

Shooters like Mitchell, put holes in his snapback

We stuffin' bodies in trash bags

I bet them hollow tips turn him to hashtags

Twirlin', spinnin', swervin', bendin'

Lurkin' with it, purgin', drillin'

Tinted windows, Glock extendos

Hangin' out Suburbans with it

I think she want me to slap that

Pulled up on it, had the strap in my backpack

Shawty a eater like Kat Stacks

Back out the blicky, go crazy like Mad Max

Spinnin' with blickys and black flags

Gun in my 'Miris, been itchin' to clap that

I had a gun in my backpack

Blicky, the blicky, run down, where that stash at?

I pay them hitters through Cash App

Shooters like Mitchell, put holes in his snapback

We stuffin' bodies in trash bags

I bet them hollow tips turn him to hashtags