Foolio - AV6 lyrics
[Foolio - AV6 lyrics]
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Leeke died, Meechy died, another opp sit
(Leeke)
Celebration on the air, we got the block lit
(Ha)
He was lacking on that lean, got his car hit
(Gang) the whole gang fuck Lil'
Neechi little opp-opp bitch (Bitch)
Swing a nigga block, skrr
You know we got them chopsticks
Meechy in my lungs
We hit a nigga block quick (Cut)
He talking crazy, run them down
It was a quick blitz (Come on)
Another opp that's in the air
We post up in the bricks
Skrr, man down, it's a four-four
(Get down, get down)
Tell the opp that they can't post
Up at their corner store (Brr-brr)
Faceshot, closed case
We just upped the score (Come here)
Free Lil' Fe'
Mr Hit-Yo-Block-And-Swing The-Door
(Free FeFe bitch)
I'm smoking Quis on the V
That's my favourite opp (She go)
We blitzed their block at 5 o'clock
I heard two got popped that Glock 23, Gen 4
That's my favourite Glock (my lil' Gen)
And fuck the opps, we on the block
We got plenty wops
When we hop out, them bodies drop
You better duck yo' top (Woah)
Post up and got Leek in the Glock
We turned him into a star (Go)
He tried to run from the gun
But he ain't make it far (Uh, uh)
Man down, 22 drop, hit up another car
I'm smoking- Ackafool in this fucking blunt
(JohnJohn) they caught Leeke ass and turned
His ass into some runtz (Leeke)
Bitch we in the air
We posted up with a hunnid guns (A-Block)
Smoking Meechy and B5 that's a two-for one
(Meech)
Draco go bananas, ain't no monkey
Get to peel a nigga (Haha)
Hop out, we rock out
Know Lil' Stoney got them killers with us
(Got 'em hit)
Other niggas keep speaking on my brother
They gon' feel a nigga (On god)
Holla G3 and tell him "get him"
He gon' zip a nigga (Ha)
Smoking 23, smoking John mixed with 4
(Smokin' 4) i fucked his opp bitch and you
Know she gave the loc' (Opp thot)
Sliding back-to back, tryna up the score
(Grrah)
When you see this Hyundai, you better get low
(Get low)
Better duck your chapo
Choppa filled with Harlow (Harlow)
Smoking Meechy Leeke, mix it up with Ralo
(Meechy! Leeke)
Keep young V's with me everywhere that I go
(Vee) can't catch that sprinter
Then we shooting up that Tahoe (Come here)
Bitch ass nigga, ahh come here
Meechy Leeke, 6Block 6Block
Long live 35, long live Bibby, A Block (gang)
Too bad niggas only Trey D (Brr, brr, go)
Ay you can't put no more breath in that
(fact)
Leeke dumbass Leedot, Leeke dumbass Leedot
At least we tucked yo chain
Hol up hol up hol up cojack in this bitch
You know that I'm rockin'
You already know whose voice it is
(Stupid ass) gang shit, gang, free Fe'
Leeke died, Meechy died, another opp sit
(Leeke)
Celebration on the air, we got the block lit
(Ha)
He was lacking on that lean, got his car hit
(Gang) the whole gang fuck Lil'
Neechi little opp-opp bitch (Bitch)
Swing a nigga block, skrr
You know we got them chopsticks
Meechy in my lungs
We hit a nigga block quick (Cut)
He talking crazy, run them down
It was a quick blitz (Come on)
Another opp that's in the air
We post up in the bricks
Skrr, man down, it's a four-four
(Get down, get down)
Tell the opp that they can't post
Up at their corner store (Brr-brr)
Faceshot, closed case
We just upped the score (Come here)
Free Lil' Fe'
Mr Hit-Yo-Block-And-Swing The-Door
(Free FeFe bitch)
I'm smoking Quis on the V
That's my favourite opp (She go)
We blitzed their block at 5 o'clock
I heard two got popped that Glock 23, Gen 4
That's my favourite Glock (my lil' Gen)
And fuck the opps, we on the block
We got plenty wops
When we hop out, them bodies drop
You better duck yo' top (Woah)
Post up and got Leek in the Glock
We turned him into a star (Go)
He tried to run from the gun
But he ain't make it far (Uh, uh)
Man down, 22 drop, hit up another car
I'm smoking- Ackafool in this fucking blunt
(JohnJohn) they caught Leeke ass and turned
His ass into some runtz (Leeke)
Bitch we in the air
We posted up with a hunnid guns (A-Block)
Smoking Meechy and B5 that's a two-for one
(Meech)
Draco go bananas, ain't no monkey
Get to peel a nigga (Haha)
Hop out, we rock out
Know Lil' Stoney got them killers with us
(Got 'em hit)
Other niggas keep speaking on my brother
They gon' feel a nigga (On god)
Holla G3 and tell him "get him"
He gon' zip a nigga (Ha)
Smoking 23, smoking John mixed with 4
(Smokin' 4) i fucked his opp bitch and you
Know she gave the loc' (Opp thot)
Sliding back-to back, tryna up the score
(Grrah)
When you see this Hyundai, you better get low
(Get low)
Better duck your chapo
Choppa filled with Harlow (Harlow)
Smoking Meechy Leeke, mix it up with Ralo
(Meechy! Leeke)
Keep young V's with me everywhere that I go
(Vee) can't catch that sprinter
Then we shooting up that Tahoe (Come here)
Bitch ass nigga, ahh come here
Meechy Leeke, 6Block 6Block
Long live 35, long live Bibby, A Block (gang)
Too bad niggas only Trey D (Brr, brr, go)
Ay you can't put no more breath in that
(fact)
Leeke dumbass Leedot, Leeke dumbass Leedot
At least we tucked yo chain
Hol up hol up hol up cojack in this bitch
You know that I'm rockin'
You already know whose voice it is
(Stupid ass) gang shit, gang, free Fe'