223's Lyrics - Glokknine

[Intro: YNW Melly] 

Rocco did it again 

Oh this bitch recordin'? 

That's crazy 

Hah, yeah, slatt 

You know, uh, whole lot of gang shit 

Baow, graow, baow, graow, blatt 

Uh, slatt, slatt, hold up, uh, uh, slatt, uh 

[Verse 1: YNW Melly] 

Blood, uh, baby, this the blood, uh, huh 

I don't use my hands, I let the blood talk, huh 

.223's and Maxi make you blood walk 

I can make any nigga hit the crip walk 

Crip walk, I'ma let my hip talk 

Put a forty with the dicky, gotta kill up y'all 

Clean, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh 

And the clip is see-ee-ee through 

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[Chorus: YNW Melly] 

What all do you want from me? 

AR's and them .223's 

Fuckin' 'round with me, you see 

I'm hot, on fire, I need degrees 

Heard he caught a body 

Well that does not mean shit to me 

Got two on me, got two on me 

Blood Gang and suwoop on me 

[Verse 2: YNW Melly] 

Detrimental 

Me and Glokk all on your instrumental 

I kill a nigga and it really wasn't coincidental 

Stop all that flaggin' shit, you really on that actin' shit 

No, I ain't with no cappin' shit and I ain't on no rappin' shit 

No lackin', bitch, you know it ain't no lackin', bitch 

I check in a blood nigga like, Ayy man, what's brackin', bitch? 

I'm two floors up on you niggas 

I'm two floors up on you niggas, yeah 

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[Chorus: YNW Melly] 

What all do you want from me? 

AR's and them .223's 

Fuckin' 'round with me, you see 

I'm hot, on fire, I need degrees 

Heard he caught a body 

Well that does not mean shit to me 

Got two on me, got two on me 

Blood Gang and suwoop on me 

[Verse 3: GlokkNine] 

I like Black (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 face, lil', we gon' rent 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 nigga'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 bitch 'cause the bitch at that 

Like apostrophe, Google forgot a comma in the back 

Say I'm worth 250K, we can bet a tre on that, nigga 

[Chorus: YNW Melly] 

What all do you want from me? 

AR's and them .223's 

Fuckin' 'round with me, you see 

I'm hot, on fire, I need degrees 

Heard he caught a body 

Well that does not mean shit to me 

Got two on me, got two on me 

Blood Gang and suwoop on me 

[Outro: GlokkNine] 

Big black like suwoop, yeah 

What you want? What do you want? 

Ayy ayy, big sticks for a punk, yeah, mmh 

What is, what is shit 

Yeah, uh, ayy, ayy, big blacks 'cause I bleed, yeah 

Mhm, what he on, what he breathe? Yeah 

Ayy ayy, I'm pushin' P's, he pushin' P's, yeah 

Yeah, what it is and what it ain't, mh 

Ayy ayy, like a skunk, we leave him stank