Blitz Em

(Intro: CHII WVTTZ)
Gang, gang, gang
Grrrt, (Gang)
(Beats by Yamaica Productions, baby)
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang (Look)

(Chorus: CHII WVTTZ)
Hop out that cut and I blitz em
Don't got my gun, you know Swervo gon' blick em' (Grrrt, gang)
Spin through the 8, tryna split some
Mdot got punched then you know he turned victim (Gang)
Like gang, we on that exclusive shit
Niggas ain't know that, ain't know that we boomin' shit
Call up brodie, he scratching out mook shit
(?) he wit' me, he clutching on ooter clips (Gra, gra, boom)
What gang said treesh wanna do me
Actin' so tough, put a hole in your Subis (Gang, gang, gang)
Everyday man I'm making a movie
Back out that gun, little bitch better shoot me (Better shoot me)
And her pussy so wet like a smoothie
Call up bro Boogie, you know he got toolie (Got toolie)
Don't call up my phone bout' beefin'
Ain't about money I forgot how to spеak then (Gang)

(Verse 1: CHII WVTTZ)
Off thе xan I be geekin' (Geekin')
Spin thru the 8 everyday of the weekend (Weekend)
Got Matt in me and I'm tweakin
Niggas is mad cause he died by the pokey (Gra, gra, boom)
No nigga I'm not joking, he died by a faggot he don't really know like (Like)
Pussy boy you a hoe
Niggas got guns but these niggas is broke like (Like)
Pussy boy you a bum
Why you got a gun if you ain't gon' shoot like (Like)
Pussy boy gon' run
Last time he seen me, he ain't make a move like (He ain't make a move like)
He had his gun and he ain't boom
Will got shot and he talked to the room like
How y'all niggas jackin rats?
I catch me a mouth, put a hole in his hat like (Gra, gra, boom)
Boy tryna run up and get low
Call up bro Haze, you get shot in your temple (Shot in your temple)
Like pussy we lookin' for big bros (Big bros)
Never outside but you claimin' these hits though (Hits though)

(Verse 2: Kay Flock)
Got a 30' stick Glock wit' the switch on (Wit' the switch on)
4-5 bullets, shit knock down a hippo (Grah, grah, bah)
When you see my chop, don't try to get low (Ear lobe)
Bullets start smacking the back of his ear lobe
I told muddy post up like a scarecrow (Scarecrow)
Bitch it's hollows, I throw more than eight though (Grah, grah)
Send me a (?) but that shit is rare though (Dummy)
(?) (Gra, gra, boom)
Like Chii, smoking on Dummy I be high (Be high)
If I see the opps I'mma let out like three fly (Like, like, like)
The boys right there, see I speed by
Told Gotti call thottie like brodie I need mines (I need mines)
My shots improved, used to decline (Decline)
(?) then I gotta' rewind (Rewind)
Hop out that block like (?)
You said that you chased me, lil' nigga you keep lyin' (Keep lyin')
The boys right there, Ima keep firin' (Gra, gra)

(Verse 3: CHII WVTTZ & Kay Flock)
Don't call up my phone, I ain't speakin'
Ain't about money, what the fuck is the beef then (Gang, gang, gang)
2-2 clip then that boy (?)
Why is we beefin' them niggas is lackin' (Gra, gra, boom)
Anywhere I go, nigga what's crackin'
Everytime I see the opps, niggas be trackin'
And my gun stick to me like a magnet (Like a magnet)
Let that boy run up, get put in a casket (Casket)
On the news man, that shit look tragic (Tragic)
Tell that boy mother that nigga was lackin'
And I know shit really be hurtin' (Grrt)
That nigga down and the bullets start burnin'
We do walk ups in (?) no suburbans
Niggas they see me and they start to turnin' like (Gra, gra, pow)
They ain't learn they lesson now they learnin' (They learnin')
They like "Why Kay keep spinnin' and twirlin?" like (Twirlin')
You a thottie, you can't be my girlfriend (My girlfriend)
Bitch tote on this knock and you better move cautious like
Said "Kay you be bugging, you forcing" (Forcin')
Everytime you see the opps, you off it (Gra)
Like bitch who you think you bossin' (Who u bossin'?)
Told you if I see the opps, I'm tossin' (I'm tossin')
Like where he at, Ima hurt em' (Hurt em')
I catch a opp, bet I fold em' (Gang)
I catch a opp, bet I fold em' (Fold em')
White T, but I leave that shit soakin' (Soakin')

(Chorus: CHII WVTTZ)
Hop out that cut and I blitz em
Don't got my gun, you know Swervo gon' blick em' (Grrrt, gang)
Spin through the 8, tryna split some
Mdot got punched then you know he turned victim (Gang)
Like gang, we on that exclusive shit
Niggas ain't know that, ain't know that we boomin' shit
Call up brodie, he scratching out mook shit
(?) he wit' me, he clutching on ooter clips (Gra, gra, boom)
What gang said treesh wanna do me
Actin' so tough, put a hole in your Subis (Gang, gang, gang)
Everyday man I'm making a movie
Back out that gun, little bitch better shoot me (Better shoot me)
And her pussy so wet like a smoothie
Call up bro Boogie, you know he got toolie (Got toolie)
Don't call up my phone bout' beefin'
Ain't about money I forgot how to speak then (Gang)

(Outro: CHII WVTTZ)
Gang, gang, gang nigga
Suck my dick