22Gz - Said It’s Lit lyrics

Free them steppers
Long live the fallen Blixkys
Twirl
Sniper the Blixky
The Blixky, the Blixky
Gang, gang, gang

I came up off the licks, I told my youngin
"Don't hit me till he off the list"
(Till he off the list)
Ain't they say
That it's lit?
How come whenever
They see me they never do shit?
(Rrah, rrah, when they at his wrist)
Tried to run but he tripped
Bro keep on clickin' the blicky
Till he don't exist
Got a Glock with a stick
And I've been itching
To put a new opp in the spliff
(New opp in a spliff)

I'm addicted to spinnin'
Who tryna go sendin'? Lil' bro don't
Take picturеs 'cause he always drillin'
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
My twirlers'll hit him
I swеar they some villains
I drop a bag, they gon' kill a whole village
Itch it and up it
I be fiendin' to brush him
I have a Cho, turn his brains into a slush
Pull up, pluck him, they gotta rush him
Gooey sauce
We left him drippin' and gushin'
He saw the gun, started panicking
Ain't no discussion
We left him stiff like a mannequin
Shouldn't been bluffin'
Do a hit out the whip then we vanishin'
Open his muffin
For that shit that he said in the song
My lil' stepper gon' kill him and dump him

I came up off the licks, I told my youngin
"Don't hit me till he off the list"
(Till he off the list)
Ain't they say that it's
Lit? How come whenever
They see me they never do shit?
(Rrah, rrah, when they at his wrist)
Tried to run but he tripped
Bro keep on clickin' the blicky
Till he don't exist
Got a Glock with a stick
And I've been itching
To put a new opp in the spliff
(New opp in a spliff)

Heart skipped a beat when we lower
The window, ain't see the gun
He just saw the extendo
Spin on the bikes
Hit an opps through the indoor
Kill him
Go throw 'em when I give him a signal
I ain't takin' no threats
He gotta get left
Little out of breath, he ran into death
I'm with the crash out, tryna go blackout
One in the head, if he slipped
Then he passed out
Tryna get low, but I already backed out
Boy in a pack now
If I get the suspicion
A nigga ain't finished
Then we spinnin' back out
I got hella precision, my
Shooters be glitchin'
They ready to spaz out
Why these niggas tryna mimic the image for
Gimmicks? I'm ready to lash out

I came up off the licks, I told my youngin
"Don't hit me till he off the list"
(Till he off the list)
Ain't they say that it's
Lit? How come whenever
They see me they never do shit?
(Rrah, rrah, when they at his wrist)
Tried to run but he tripped
Bro keep on clickin' the blicky
Till he don't exist
Got a Glock with a stick
And I've been itching
To put a new opp in the spliff
(New opp in a spliff)