Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Salary, artist - 22gz. Album song The Blixky Tape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Salary |
Sniper blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky |
Gang gang gang |
Racks racks racks |
Baby, I got so much ice on my pendant, I spent like your salary (Bands, bands) |
New blicky get to burning shit up, no, I ain’t talking calories |
Y’all niggas capping, we strapped up, my shooters pull up, it’s a tragedy |
Blicky da blicky, all of my niggas is staticky (Blicky da blicky da blicky da |
blicky) |
Baby, I got so much ice on my pendant, I spent like your salary (Racks, racks) |
New blicky get to burning shit up, no, I ain’t talking calories |
Y’all niggas capping, we strapped up, my shooters pull up, it’s a tragedy |
Blicky da blicky, all of my niggas is staticky |
You guys broken batteries |
Please don’t get turned to a tragedy |
Diamonds on me, see the clarity |
Ain’t got my gun, then I’m stabbin' 'em |
All of my niggas move staticky |
(Blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky) |
Bullets get back to reality |
I’m making more than your salary (Bands, bands, bands) |
Probably the reason they mad at me |
Pull up, we burning off calories |
Black Suburbans, it’s a casualty |
Baby, I got so much ice on my pendant |
Changing my ways and the life that I’m living |
She fell in love with the way I been dripping |
Double cup, lil' bitch, we sipping |
I’m headed straight to the top with my niggas |
Say the wrong thing, you get dropped for my hitter |
And I got aim, highly doubt that he get up |
Catching stains, leave you missing (Blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky) |
Baby, I got so much ice on my pendant, I spent like your salary (Bands, bands) |
New blicky get to burning shit up, no, I ain’t talking calories |
Y’all niggas capping, we strapped up, my shooters pull up, it’s a tragedy |
Blicky da blicky, all of my niggas is staticky (Blicky da blicky da blicky da |
blicky) |
Baby, I got so much ice on my pendant, I spent like your salary (Racks, racks) |
New blicky get to burning shit up, no, I ain’t talking calories |
Y’all niggas capping, we strapped up, my shooters pull up, it’s a tragedy |
Blicky da blicky, all of my niggas is staticky |
They talking shit from the back of me |
Can’t trust a bitch, I ain’t jackin' 'em |
Hop out with blicks, we head tappin' 'em |
All of my niggas is savages (Blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky) |
Same whip keep on circling (Skrrt skrrt) |
Mask on when he lurking it |
Strap drawn, yeah, we murkin' 'em |
Spinning back, we ain’t murder him |
Pass me the Runtz, I’ma roll up |
None of them niggas ain’t usin' they toaster |
Bending that block, slow up |
Hold up, slow up |
Put him in the dirt for a cold cut |
I got new guns, I need more butts |
We gon' spin again, hit some more of 'em |
Don’t get picked off tryna roll up |
Baby, I got so much ice on my pendant, I spent like your salary (Bands, bands) |
New blicky get to burning shit up, no, I ain’t talking calories |
Y’all niggas capping, we strapped up, my shooters pull up, it’s a tragedy |
Blicky da blicky, all of my niggas is staticky (Blicky da blicky da blicky da |
blicky) |
Baby, I got so much ice on my pendant, I spent like your salary (Racks, racks) |
New blicky get to burning shit up, no, I ain’t talking calories |
Y’all niggas capping, we strapped up, my shooters pull up, it’s a tragedy |
Blicky da blicky, all of my niggas is staticky |