(Mm)
I wasn't gone speak on the wacks but niggas keep bringing up bro like they did the mission
My young nigga taking shit down, a swiper don't trade with lil bro he ain't doing good Business
Scoping em out, post up at that house
Jump out get to hitting that K with precision
He gone do it to who?, bet not try to reach for this hoe, nigga ahh whole face ull be missing
We ina strike three K's, I see K3 pull over ima get to hittn
Ain't gone put a tag on a nigga a way to save money just smoke em you ain't gotta spend it
Big brother want me in the yo cuz I keep getting off he know I get a pin ima bend it
I ain't even aim foe his head when I shot at first, cuz I want a f*ck nigga to feel it
Bro back seat with chop and a ski, he said he gone only get out if he chasing a nigga
My smakka ain't got no identity he got some bodies he don't put his face in the picture
Stick on me prolly gone make lil bro disappear, get to swinging dat bitch like a wizard
Skoop in a wood I heard he got caught in the cut I roll em up using the scissors
Thinking he slime but I already peeped the plot
I showed a f*ck nigga a lizard
I be on my shit she going
Hoe already act like my bitch and I ain't even hit her
Go spin for yo brother he dead, nigga mad then a bitch at lil Sed and I ain't even kill em
Really box shit in niggas hittin em up from both sides
We made a monkey in the middle
I heard he got hit in the face, bucked em for his gun, why the f*ck is he not in that vehicle
When me and SB caught a hat, shot at the same time
But I got the kill I thought he hit em
AR15 with a scope can't see in the dark like f*ck it go slap on a heat sensor
Get to flocking at a nigga ride, make him hit the curb
We turn dat bitch into a 3wheeler
Bro wanna run down a four Ian talkin bout four but he better quit speaking on eight
Get the lo and he dead, paramedics say that they couldn't save em
Showed up to that bitch too late
Choppa VooDoo a nigga for certain I know he gone die make it part of his fate
I done told you bout junior, my nigga hop out you try fleeing the scene get a nigga ahh chased
(Fffttt Fffttt fffttt)
(1400 shit nigga)
OGK Sed - Blitz Anthem (TGIF) Lyrics
OGK Sed - Blitz Anthem (TGIF) Lyrics
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English
(Mm)
I wasn't gone speak on the wacks but niggas keep bringing up bro like they did the mission
My young nigga taking shit down, a swiper don't trade with lil bro he ain't doing good Business
Scoping em out, post up at that house
Jump out get to hitting that K with precision
He gone do it to who?, bet not try to reach for this hoe, nigga ahh whole face ull be missing
We ina strike three K's, I see K3 pull over ima get to hittn
Ain't gone put a tag on a nigga a way to save money just smoke em you ain't gotta spend it
Big brother want me in the yo cuz I keep getting off he know I get a pin ima bend it
I ain't even aim foe his head when I shot at first, cuz I want a f*ck nigga to feel it
Bro back seat with chop and a ski, he said he gone only get out if he chasing a nigga
My smakka ain't got no identity he got some bodies he don't put his face in the picture
Stick on me prolly gone make lil bro disappear, get to swinging dat bitch like a wizard
Skoop in a wood I heard he got caught in the cut I roll em up using the scissors
Thinking he slime but I already peeped the plot
I showed a f*ck nigga a lizard
I be on my shit she going
Hoe already act like my bitch and I ain't even hit her
Go spin for yo brother he dead, nigga mad then a bitch at lil Sed and I ain't even kill em
Really box shit in niggas hittin em up from both sides
We made a monkey in the middle
I heard he got hit in the face, bucked em for his gun, why the f*ck is he not in that vehicle
When me and SB caught a hat, shot at the same time
But I got the kill I thought he hit em
AR15 with a scope can't see in the dark like f*ck it go slap on a heat sensor
Get to flocking at a nigga ride, make him hit the curb
We turn dat bitch into a 3wheeler
Bro wanna run down a four Ian talkin bout four but he better quit speaking on eight
Get the lo and he dead, paramedics say that they couldn't save em
Showed up to that bitch too late
Choppa VooDoo a nigga for certain I know he gone die make it part of his fate
I done told you bout junior, my nigga hop out you try fleeing the scene get a nigga ahh chased
(Fffttt Fffttt fffttt)
(1400 shit nigga)
I wasn't gone speak on the wacks but niggas keep bringing up bro like they did the mission
My young nigga taking shit down, a swiper don't trade with lil bro he ain't doing good Business
Scoping em out, post up at that house
Jump out get to hitting that K with precision
He gone do it to who?, bet not try to reach for this hoe, nigga ahh whole face ull be missing
We ina strike three K's, I see K3 pull over ima get to hittn
Ain't gone put a tag on a nigga a way to save money just smoke em you ain't gotta spend it
Big brother want me in the yo cuz I keep getting off he know I get a pin ima bend it
I ain't even aim foe his head when I shot at first, cuz I want a f*ck nigga to feel it
Bro back seat with chop and a ski, he said he gone only get out if he chasing a nigga
My smakka ain't got no identity he got some bodies he don't put his face in the picture
Stick on me prolly gone make lil bro disappear, get to swinging dat bitch like a wizard
Skoop in a wood I heard he got caught in the cut I roll em up using the scissors
Thinking he slime but I already peeped the plot
I showed a f*ck nigga a lizard
I be on my shit she going
Hoe already act like my bitch and I ain't even hit her
Go spin for yo brother he dead, nigga mad then a bitch at lil Sed and I ain't even kill em
Really box shit in niggas hittin em up from both sides
We made a monkey in the middle
I heard he got hit in the face, bucked em for his gun, why the f*ck is he not in that vehicle
When me and SB caught a hat, shot at the same time
But I got the kill I thought he hit em
AR15 with a scope can't see in the dark like f*ck it go slap on a heat sensor
Get to flocking at a nigga ride, make him hit the curb
We turn dat bitch into a 3wheeler
Bro wanna run down a four Ian talkin bout four but he better quit speaking on eight
Get the lo and he dead, paramedics say that they couldn't save em
Showed up to that bitch too late
Choppa VooDoo a nigga for certain I know he gone die make it part of his fate
I done told you bout junior, my nigga hop out you try fleeing the scene get a nigga ahh chased
(Fffttt Fffttt fffttt)
(1400 shit nigga)
Writer: Sedrick Moore II
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid