King of NY - 22gz

Sniper blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky

Y’all know who run this shit

In the streets and in the industry

Grrrt

Brrat, brrat, brrat

Gang, gang, gang

Right?

I’m posted up with this chopper and I’m feeling like Pac (Blicky da blicky da

blicky da blicky)

Catch a case, go to court

I’m ridin' 'round with this blick and I’m feeling like Big

I’m the king of New York

Never snitch and never told

Never bitch and never fold (Never that, nigga), yeah

Water whippin' on the stove

Pussy niggas, I’m the G.O.A.T

Niggas be pussy, can’t handle the pressure (Pussy)

The Smith say y’all niggas be backin' up (That's a fact)

Shootouts in Florida, you know the story, bruh

I was locked up in the maximum (Right? Right?)

«Is these niggas killers?

Is Blicky the gang?»

Is what these scary niggas be askin' 'em (Gang, gang, gang)

All we care about is spinning, aiming on the victim

Swerving up and blasting 'em (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

When it’s war, we comin' nonstop (Right)

Creep on niggas in they blindspot (Where you go?)

Rondo almost caught a triple double (Grrrt)

But we hit his ass with nine shots

Now he layin' in a fuckin' puddle

Dump his body in a pine box (Man down, man down, man down)

Let my dawgs up out they fuckin' muzzle

Guess what happen when we fire opps?

(Gang)

Niggas letting down the city vouching for a snitch but I’ma keep it litty

I’m the closest thing to 50, loading up a clip, it’s hanging out the blicky

(Shout out 50)

I see Q and lackin' like some rookies, it ain’t gon' be pretty (Don't be

lackin')

I see Fetty Luciano, hit him with a hollow, yeah, I keep it with me

I’m posted up with this chopper and I’m feeling like Pac (Blicky da blicky da

blicky da blicky)

Catch a case, go to court

I’m ridin' 'round with this blick and I’m feeling like Big

I’m the king of New York

Never snitch and never told

Never bitch and never fold (Never that, nigga), yeah

Water whippin' on the stove

Pussy niggas, I’m the G.O.A.T

That’s a fur once we pullin' up

Mask on and we hoodied up

Been drawn, tryna hit 'em up

Paramedics gon' pick 'em up

Pac and Biggie, got the city

On the East and the West, got a chopper with me

Poppin' blickies, spot 'em, kill 'em

Anybody can get it, they got a problem with it (Blicky da blicky da blicky da

blicky)

I’m a vet with this TEC, bullets pierce through your neck

We spinning blocks, that’s a hobby (Man down, man down)

Out the car, leave a mess

He got caught by the steps

How he end up in the lobby?

Shh when the general speak

Oh, you want beef?

(Blicky da blicky)

Don’t be a mission complete

We putting rappers to sleep

Sending niggas six feet deep

Sending niggas six feet deep

I’m posted up with this chopper and I’m feeling like Pac (Blicky da blicky da

blicky da blicky)

Catch a case, go to court

I’m ridin' 'round with this blick and I’m feeling like Big

I’m the king of New York

Never snitch and never told

Never bitch and never fold (Never that, nigga), yeah

Water whippin' on the stove

Pussy niggas, I’m the G.O.A.T