9LOKKNINE – 223's lyrics

[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 .40 with the dicky, gotta kill up y'all
Clean, ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
And the clip is see-ee-ee through

[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 500 degrees
Heard he caught a body
Well that does not mean shit to me
Got two on me, got two on me
Blood Gang, yeah, 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 mane, what's brackin', bitch?"
I'm two floors up on you niggas
I'm two floors up on you niggas, yeah

[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 500 degrees
Heard he caught a body
Well that does not mean shit to me
Got two on me, got two on me
Blood Gang, yeah, suwoop on me

[Verse 3: GlokkNine]
I'm like blatt (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' rearrange 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 froze at that
Like apostrophe, Google forgot a comma in the back
Say I'm worth 250K, we can bet a trey 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 500 degrees
Heard he caught a body
Well that does not mean shit to me
Got two on me, got two on me
Blood Gang, yeah, suwoop on me

[Outro: GlokkNine]
Big blatts 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 blatts '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