Songtexte Possessed - 22gz

Gang, gang, gang
Blixky the Blixky
Shit'll go left real fast, real quick

Shit'll go left (shit'll go left)
I know the reason they pressed
It's probably the way that I dress (it's probably the way that I drip)
It's probably the way that I step (it's probably the way that I step)
Brand new blicky, you better invest, I got a vest
Keep a shooter, he movin' possessed
He be spinnin' so much, he obsessed

Shit'll, go left real fast, real quick
We left his brains on his lap in his whip
One in the head, click-clack, they clicked
Shots in his back and the head from the stick
What you gon' do when the stepper come through?
Bet you an opp gon' end up on a news
That's what he get when he was actin' a fool
Spin through the stu', left him dead in the booth

Brodie just hit me on telly, he saw an opp had to flock on telly
Brains splattered like confetti
Gooey Sauce, hit his belly
Opp treesh caught a leggy
Free the gang, free that nigga Melly
On the set, we don't play disrespect
My little stepper, he'll really step
Jump back in a foreign and jet
You can look at my eyes and see death

Shit'll go left (shit'll go left)
I know the reason they pressed
It's probably the way that I dress (it's probably the way that I drip)
It's probably the way that I step (it's probably the way that I step)
Brand new blicky, you better invest, I got a vest

Shit'll go left (shit'll go left)
I know the reason they pressed
It's probably the way that I dress (it's probably the way that I drip)
It's probably the way that I step (it's probably the way that I step)
Brand new blicky, you better invest, I got a vest
Keep a shooter, he movin' possessed
He be spinnin' so much, he obsessed

I know they ain't gon' never confess
They be stealin' the drip, they obsessed
Catch an opp, he gon' lose all his breath (blick, blick)
New blick came with the suppress
Push a button and they gon' leave a mess (blick, blick)
Rundown, put holes in his flesh
.57 went straight to his vest
Hit his chest let 'em dead on the steps

My lil' steppers, they not with the chit-chat
They see an opp, they gon' click that
Pull up like, "Fuck is your blick at?"
Aiming the stick at his six-pack
If he ain't dead, we gon spin back
Man down, they gotta get back
Swear I've been itching to lift that
I see the jakes, I'ma drift that

Shit'll go left (shit'll go left)
I know the reason they pressed
It's probably the way that I dress (it's probably the way that I drip)
It's probably the way that I step (it's probably the way that I step)
Brand new blicky, you better invest, I got a vest
Keep a shooter, he movin' possessed
He be spinnin' so much, he obsessed

Gang
He be spinnin' so much, he obsessed
Shooters, they movin' possessed
Twirl
Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky, the Blixky