67 - Numerous times lyrics

Spinners, dotties, chinging Savage on sight These bulldogs bite, shoutout to my driller, two L’s tryna bun lil man’s head His friend got one in his belly, do it like we did it already, bro did Sav in his belly Big man came for a steak, he got chinged on an empty belly Shouts out? man, feds said we done up his arm and leggy (arm and leg) All them victims screaming out gang cause they’ve all been stitched or leggy (stitched) Looking at itch, like how did it jam in his head that would of been eggy Used to get round there with one pop, and them man still f*****g leggy We’re broad day bangers, tryna leave man hashtag deadly Step correct with them waps, my team know we ain’t friendly Four door truck but its? no? might see us in bentleys Free up my bro, he just got a bird and that s**t look lengthy. (67 – Numerous times) 5 man deep in a whip lets ride,? with the spartans, T trap still got faith in his kitchen knife (loves it) Numerous times, we step round there tryna take a life They know it ain’t safe, everytime we step they ain’t outside Either that or they know how to hide. Shouts out lurk squad, once again we came on time Big jackets and full clips, back road n***a don’t get fried Two man on a stolen ped, doing up extra time Do it and dash on a CC, back then? I was pissed it jammed Clap that young when his head back,? was fine How can them man say we’re not riding, them man must be fried Six man jogging,? truck, two on bikes Talking them man ain’t riding, push back on the Nike ting Bruck back too lengthy, spinner way too chunky Went from buying a truck at Jaylies to chinging? Don’t know which was worse though, was it? or him.. Spinners, dotties, chinging, leave that redrum lane Redrum attempt, no way your scars can come little like Wayne (no way) These bulldogs bite, leave you wet like lake, or we splash splash swimming, them guys with the fattest blades Pull up dash, bruck out his mash and then he ran away How can he do that, my n***a just came to play Now he just went, s**t’s all cray Plus two more rusty b**hes, what can I say? I need me a whoosher so I can leave them sprayed I might come tru with the ugh, sawn off gauge. 5 man deep in a whip lets ride,? with the spartans, T trap still got faith in his kitchen knife (loves it) Numerous times, we step round there tryna take a life They know it ain’t safe, everytime we step they ain’t outside Either that or they know how to hide. Shouts out lurk squad, once again we came on time Big jackets and full clips, back road n***a don’t get fried Two man on a stolen ped, doing up extra time Do it and dash on a CC, back thennn?