Flick Drench 2

[Verse]
Flick of the wrist, I really do it, free lil' Raf, he was walkin' with two in
Rey saw me, know what I got to doin', had to go to his hood, show him who do the shootin'
Freshy, macked, he ain't get out the way, Jodot, macked, nigga stay in your lane
Suly, macked, V, face, slapped with the gat when lil' Alpha saw Rey, like, like
But I'm not with the talkin', don't gotta explain, I get straight to enforcin'
Twenty-two shots if I send 'em to Forest, word to my dead, was in Harlem tossin'
After that scene, they ain't come back to Courtlandt, stay by the G, we the real Diddy ballin'
Four Citibikes when we let off on 46, Justo lean, how the fuck is he walkin'?
BB Hound with me rollin' up Chance, can't dead beef with EA or the Blam
Keep swallowin' pills, Bhaliff damn, Kyi Kyi was duckin' from evil twin hand
Run into Rey, make his lil' ass dance, wanna mention my sis', but for that niggas ran
Said, "That was a civ niggas hit," I'm like, "Damn," know I spin for my sister, and I spin for my mans
125th, then we out to Lex, they keep callin' my phone for that scene on Jeff
EG dead, 147, ain't nobody on Lex, so we out to the steps
ADot, you was just my lil' bro, now I'm walkin' with pole, tryna come down the Steps
Lookin' for wreck, still free PJ, shot after shot right on Paulo steps
Stay 150, I know they tried packin' me, free 15 for that accuracy, brt-da-bat
[?], you was just my lil' mans, now you watch him get wavy, brt-da-bat
Four shooters beside me, walkin' up slow, that's how we caught us Ceezly back
Rey, dirty, he talk on my sisters, Fazo's sisters be fuckin' us, we got em' tagged
Fazo hit, I could roll up the Fazo spliff, Fazo duck, I see Fazo miss, fuckin' both of his sisters, not Fazo bitch
What the fuck did y'all do after LA hit? Lincoln-K, Marky hit
59 beat, nigga not with the shits, how the fuck is you crazy? Can't name one hit
Niggas ran into Pop, shot after shot, buzzin' on go with the stolen on hots
Tryna buss out the stolen on how many blocks, ask buzzin in Harlem who wavy with knocks, like, like
But shoutout my OY's, them niggas know why MS in a box
Damo block, shot after shot, OMB, I threw shots on the Kreeps, no bap