Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Twirlanta, artist - 22gz. Date of issue: 21.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Twirlanta |
| Once all attention, try to run off with the drip, it ain’t give me a mention |
| Swish and we bench him, treesh at the drop |
| We gon' pull up with blickies and drench him (Grrrr) |
| Look at these actors, droppin' the rates, ain’t ever spin Cali (Ain't ever spin |
| Cali, pussy) |
| Spinnin' for rappers, what’s the chances that he got his ratchet? |
| (Boom-boom-boom) |
| It’s gon' be a disaster, he ain’t no stepper, that boy into fashion (Pussy) |
| Stop all that cappin', aim for his matta, cabbage, he in a casket |
| Gang-gang gon' wack him |
| He made a diss tryna get a reaction (Pussy) |
| Can’t wait to catch him, crash him, whole gang spinnin' for the back end (Back |
| end) |
| Want me to be disrespectful? |
| Pull up to the funeral, spit in that coffin (Spit |
| in that coffin) |
| Put more shots in his matta, they can’t see his face, that’s for all that |
| talkin' (Pussy) |
| Headshot, he ain’t gon' make it, his brains on the pavement, no witness, |
| no statement |
| My killers ain’t takin' no payment, they said it’s for free |
| Point him out, they gon' off him (Gang-gang-gang, pussy) |
| Gun a nigga down, drop a diss, R.I.P. |
| Lil Pint, pour a four, that drip |
| All we know, run down, go stiff |
| Let my ooter, catch him lackin' and they hoppin' out the whip |
| See all the hate through these Carti’s |
| Kodak fresh home off a pardon |
| Caught some 'migos, don’t sip no Bacardi (No Bacardi) |
| Rep a R.I.P. |
| like Biggie and Hardie (Brooklyn) |
| Ride out, AR with the scope |
| Pull up with Coach, now he a ghost |
| Kill a opp, then make a toast |
| Hit a opp treesh while she drivin' the boat |
| Stuffin' the stick and the Glizzy (Glizzy) |
| Clip came see-through just like Bizzy |
| Hoolies gon' spin 'til he dizzy |
| Spider-Man, hop out the rented |
| Catch a body then hit up the jeweler (Boom, boom, boom) |
| I got twenty blue tips in the Ruger (Gang, gang, gang) |
| Back then, used to flock out the Uber |
| All for Scooter, them manure |
| Can’t respond to no nigga that gave his whole crew up (Hahaha), goofies |
| Niggas stole all the drip, act like they never knew us (Niggas stole all my |
| drip, act like they never knew us) |
| Got a bad yellow bitch that’ll line you from Cuba (Got a bad yellow bitch, |
| treesh, treesh) |
| She gon' swing me the addy, we pulled up and smoked 'em like hookah |
| Niggas ain’t spinnin' shit, they just type on computers |
| And my last name «Blick», so I’m picking the tool up (Blick, gang-gang-gang, |
| blicky, the blicky) |
| My stepper gon' brush him |
| If I press the button, too drippy to scuff 'em (Too drippy to scuff 'em) |
| The blick' in the duffle, it came with a muzzle, so why would I tussle? |
| (So why would I tussle?) |
| Diamonds dancin', flooded, we done turned nothin' to somethin' (Dance, dance) |
| Niggas be cappin', bluffin', tweak, that’s a hole in your muffin (That's a hole |
| in your muffin) |
| My stepper gon' brush him |
| If I press the button, too drippy to scuff 'em (Too drippy to scuff 'em) |
| The blick' in the duffle, it came with a muzzle, so why would I tussle? |
| (So why would I tussle?) |
| Diamonds dancin', flooded, we done turned nothin' to somethin' (Dance, dance) |
| Niggas be cappin', bluffin', tweak, that’s a hole in your muffin |
| GG4L |
| SG, twirl gang, Cho gang |