[Intro: Nas Blicky, 22GZ, NiikoSuav]
Bienvenidos, Glitttt, Gang Gang
TrTheProducer, 260
Y’all n***as know how we rockin
B-Block TopOpp YS
Y’all been waiting for this
This twirlin shit don’t stop n***a
Free the flock n***as
Rip The Guys
Free The Gang 16
Geek, Geek, Geek, Geek, Geek

[Chorus: 22Gz]
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Pull up on 'em in a damn renty
Windows down, you could get faded quickly
Call my block-boys, they gon' blam wit' me
Hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky
Extended clip up in that damn Glizzy
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Pull up on 'em in a damn renty
Windows down, you could get faded quickly
Call my block-boys, they gon' blam wit' me
Hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky
Extended clip up in the damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Glizzy
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Glizzy
[Verse 1: 22Gz]
Switchin' lanes, I had to speed it up
In thеm spots, you know we clean 'em up
1-on-1's, thеy never d'in' up
Fuck them n***as, they ain't keepin' up
I shoot like Crawford, when I catch coffins, finish 'em, finish Al Horford
Ain't no respawnin', spin early mornin', gang get the blam ain't no warnin'
Cop it fuck costings, spin thru, no caution, call up Ray Bandz and he tossin'
Shooters from Boston, run up, we off it, tweak wit' the gang, that's distortion
Run up on 'em, put the gun up on 'em, told the pussy n***a, put his hands up
Black mag and the black flag in your city jumpin' out them damn trucks
Spinnin' blocks up in that phantom, man down, i'm duckin' cameras
Know they watchin', gotta' keep the Blicky, these civilians never understand nothin'
My n***as reckless, post up on Bedford, YS gon' shoot like the Raptors
Take off that necklace, Henny the beverage, you could get wiped off the checklist
Talkin' that check-shit, but you want credits, call up Mo-Money, he stretch it
.40 the weapon, kick it like Messi, Po took her down for them lessons
Know this twirlin' shit don't stop n***a, free them Flock n***as, gotta' watch n***as
Big bro shootin' till he drop n***a, see a opp n***a, up the chop n***a

[Chorus: 22Gz]
Go nowhere without a damn Blicky
Pull up on 'em in the damn renty
Windows down, you could get faded quickly
Call my block-boys, they gon' blam wit' me
Hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky
Extended clip up in that damn Glizzy
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Pull up on 'em in a damn renty
Windows down, you could get faded quickly
Call my block-boys, they gon' blam wit' me
Hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky
Extended clip up in the damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Glizzy
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Glizzy
[Verse 2: Nas Blicky]
Glittttt, Now i'm back and i'm lethal
How y'all n***as want war and y'all still miss free-throws?
And I ball like D. Rose
Take shots to ya' face, I ain't talkin' 'bout FaceTime
Young God, you ain't do a n***a dirty?
Yeah, I roll through your block wit' a .30
Smoke gas, now you lookin' like Pookie
3 bands hit a lick, yeah i'm Gucci
B-block be the gang, yeah you heard me
Top Opp, got a .30, go crazy
Free my Nola n***as off the island
Free R-Ry, big bro was wildin'
Do a hit in Bape, yeah i'm stylin'
N***as like 1-6 feet wildin' gang
Yeah, I trap and finesse
Them .40s gon' hit you and blow through your chest
Smoke dope like a 'ref
N***as really want war but I blow at ya' chest
Man, I ball like KD
And these n***as trynna' front, but these n***as can't hold me
30 shot like Curry
22 wit' the mop and that shit real curvy

[Chorus: 22Gz]
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Pull up on 'em in a damn renty
Windows down, you could get faded quickly
Call my block-boys, they gon' blam wit' me
Hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky
Extended clip up in that damn glizzy
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Pull up on 'em in a damn renty
Windows down, you could get faded quickly
Call my block-boys, they gon' blam wit' me
Hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky
Extended clip up in the damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Glizzy
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn blicky
[Verse 3: NiikoSuav]
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
And i'm off the Henny, got me so trippy
Doin' hits out the 550
Crushin' Dot, yeah he so sticky
Smokin' Pook, yeah he fuckin' wit' me
But these n***as not fuckin' wit' me
Smokin' dope wit' fuckin' Blizzy
Run up on me, you gon' get the 50
Leave the crib, gon' come back wit' hunnids'
N***a, I could turn nothin' to somethin'
N***a, I could turn nothin' to stuntin'
He got his hand in his shirt but he bluffin'
12 shots, yeah you know, I keep a dozen
22 got the Glock, he be dumpin'
16 shootin' 3s, he be buggin'
Add it up, 50 shots at his muffin'
Yeah, 2-6-0 we not for nothin'
Kick a work, stop frontin'
Fuckin' bitches and they cousins

[Chorus: 22Gz]
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Pull up on 'em in a damn renty
Windows down, you could get faded quickly
Call my block-boys, they gon' blam wit' me
Hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky
Extended clip up in that damn Glizzy
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Pull up on 'em in a damn renty
Windows down, you could get faded quickly
Call my block-boys, they gon' blam wit' me
Hit that n***a cause he ran Ricky
Extended clip up in the damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Glizzy
Go nowhere without this damn Blicky
Go nowhere without this damn Glizzy