New Twirl Order

[Intro: Nas Blixky]
Gang gang gang gang
Niggas know what type of timing we on
Glittt
Clip curry like the fucking streetlights
Lemme talk my shit on this one
We see that L we shoot that L
YS TopOpp B-Block
Sixteen (grrrttt)

[Verse 1: Nas Blixky]
Now It's back on the H, with the 30s and 40s and hollows and MAC'S
16 with the strap, let the 9 hit ya chin and u ain't coming back
Bitches stay on my sack, cuz a young nigga wildin and countin them racks
My young niggas wildin, my niggas bout violence, they shoot at the opps till my dead homies smiling
I ain‘t never gon lack, see a opp pistol pack, 3 shots to his back
Ion even know how to act, fuck yo bitch from the back if she want loud pack
All my niggas count stacks, and I go 730 with a 30 in my hand
And I’m 063, and yo bitch on the floor and she sucking the team
My niggas got Glocks and 30’s 15’s and the 40 on me I go for the kill
These niggas talk tough but these niggas don't drill, I slide through ya block and I pop you like pills
And I pop you like pills, (rеd dot gang)
I‘m a twirler she lovin my language, you run up on mе better think quick
Bend through blocks watch his body flip, look at the drip from my walk
Not playing when I walk in the store, these foreigns you know what it cost
These niggas be jacking the floss, my niggas be jackin the Gloss
Pull up, 12 and he shoot off the score, Queezy gang and I stay with the Y’s
Bend the blick And we dropping the L, 30 shots at his top give him shells
16 and my name ringing bells free Keelo bro give em hell
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang free Keelo bro give em hell
Gang Gang Gang Gang Gang, Six-O, Six-O

[Verse 2: Breezy Blixky]
Yeah y’all know how I rock Six-O I spin through and I empty out shots
30 clip out the mop, any nigga try to front send shells out the mop
And i’m still on my bullshit, put a nigga on the news cuz im packin on the full clip
These niggas dont do shit, they talk on the book on how to fucking shoot shit
But my niggas are ruthless talk out ya mouth and get your whole crew clipped
And you tryna shoot shit, why you got a gun if you ain't gon use it?
Gettin money and some choo shit
And I stay on the 8s with them guns and them matics
We run up and chop u that shit lookin tragic
My niggas is with it they down for the action
These niggas ain't wit it, they talk by the book but these niggas ain't drillin
All of my niggas be wildin sent shots at ya fitted (Gang Gang Gang Gang)

[Verse 3: Sav Blixky]
Getting cash yeah I need it and I’m never ever lacking so you know I gotta keep it
A couple rounds with LaTecia, since a youngin I was ballin y’all niggas on the bleachers
Dont wife a bitch cuz they treeshes, All I ever do is fuck her I dont ever wanna keep her
And the streets hating on me all these niggas do is talk so you really gotta show me
All you do is tell stories, bitch I do it for the gang and u do it for the glory
I don’t care if she ignore me cuz u think thats ya wife but she fucking on me lowkey
But it's back to the guys now, since a youngin I ain't play I was never scared to bust rounds
And I keep the 40 tucked now, cuz if da opps try to run up imma score em like a touchdown
We do this shit for fun now, yeah this shit took Queez so I don’t really give a fuck now
So i always keep a gun now, bullets hot like the sun and you dead by sundown
I ain't never really had shit so I had to run down with the semi automatic
Yeah I mean that shit tragic, and as far as the opps they really ain't savage
Im tryna live life lavish, riding round the coupe with a loyal ass bad bitch
Hoes say they loyal, Let me take that back cuz these bitches ain't for you
They ain't with you when you down, but when you up and about the bitches gon call you
Really nigga thats a fact, and I went through the struggle now i’m back on track
And if your shit wack, and I just touched down I ain't never goin back
I'm in the field I ain't never had a job shit. Shit real yea I always had to rob shit
Catch a L fill him up with some hot shit
Six-Trey Queezy gang TopOpp shit
Six-Trey Queezy gang TopOpp shit (Gang)