TwoTwenty3

[Verse 1: Foolio]
I been slidin' foreign stolen cars straight to the block
We be big, Balenciagas, I'ma step on the opp
Whole team full of shooters, ain't no tellin' who shot (Pop)
All my clips hold 30s, put a dick on my Glock (30)
Swear to God, at the city they ain't fuckin' with me (Nah)
My favorite weapon when I'm steppin is that 223
We in Cali fuckin' hoes in the Airbnb (Haha)
And everytime I catch a goofy, niggas usin' they feet (Gone)

[Verse 2: Tr3yway6k]
Aight, ShooterGang reloaded, two [cars?], gotta pop my pistol
Can't take me a [?] gang gon' flip you
Young nigga from the gangland, but I told her [big pisser?]
Camper with the 30 and I call that bitch a wig splitter
Bad bitch from Florida but Tr3yway let 6 hit her
Spin a nigga block, [guess he can?] I'ma get shifter
Parking with [?] shots fired, that's a wig splitter
Young nigga in the Major League, I'm a big hitter

[Verse 3: Foolio]
County jail, takin' niggas commissary and snacks (6)
On the house turn a nigga to gelato and [pet?] (Haha)
Bossman send a hit and I'm droppin' them racks
They say: "Never say never", but I never can lack
In the middle of L.A. shootin' dice with the Hoovers
Golden State, Steph' Curry, boy, I stay with some shooters
Opps block, pullin' up like I'm a mo'fuckin' [Hoover?]
I just fucked me a [?] and I'm pimpin' a cougar

[Verse 4: Tr3yway6k]
Look, sendin' double-shots, double-back, then we over there
Tr3yway number six send some shots [in a over you?]
I ain't throwing knuckles, double-back, then we throw the steel
He can't run, he can't hide, Bob and Weave like Holyfield
Super gang-banged out, face tats, niggas know the deal
I want the big house and four kids like Uncle Phil
I don't bail for *** I still troop with my blower, still
And if the police get up on me I'ma show 'em my motor skills

[Outro: Foolio]
Swear to God, at the city they ain't fuckin' with me (Nah)
My favorite weapon when I'm steppin is that 223
We in Cali fuckin' hoes in the Airbnb (Haha)
And everytime I catch a goofy, niggas usin' they feet