223 (feat. Lil Brook)

Turn it up a little bit

Aye, S3nsi

Lil Brook

Aye, aye, dumb shit, yeah

Aye, let me hear that ho, Jeff (Go)

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, aye (Ten)

Next week, I made a pack, flip again, aye (Aye, flip that pack)

With the strap I like when the clip extend, aye

'Bout that action I like when shit get intense, aye (Aye)

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, aye (Ten)

Next week, I made a pack, flip again, aye (Aye, flip that pack)

With the strap I like when the clip extend, aye

'Bout that action I like when shit get intense, aye

‘Bout that action so you better comprehend (Aye)

Spendin money, I’m about to buy a benz (Aye)

You can’t knock me, I stay posted on all 10 (Aye)

If you play me, I let shots go in the wind

Bitches love me they stay watching like some fans (Why you watchin'?)

At vlive, I throw money she gone dance

She gone dance aye, she gone fuck up a bag, aye

All about that paper, fuck up a sack

In a trap, aye, I stay with the loaded max, aye (Aye)

223, well knock at your back, aye

Hit a lick, finesse what you got (Aye, that's a lick)

Loaded choppers we gone bust at the opps

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, aye (Ten)

Next week, I made a pack, flip again, aye (Aye, I flip a pack)

With the strap I like when the clip extend, aye (That's a ruler)

'Bout that action I like when shit get intense, aye

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, aye (Ten)

Next week, I made a pack, flip again, aye (Aye, I flip a pack)

With the strap I like when the clip extend, aye (That's a ruler)

'Bout that action I like when shit get intense, aye

S3nsi stay bustin' at opps

Pull out the chopper your body gone rock

Don’t give a fuck, I do what I want

My momma be mad cause I’m nonchalant

I’m making moves so **** be mad

Guns with dicks, so she can get bagged

Smoking on woods, we smokin' on gas

Speak on Lil Molly, you know I’m gone spazz

Spazz on a bitch & I don’t give a fuck

Walk in a club and that pistol stay tucked

Racks in the louis that hit in the trunks

No time for the bullshit, got shooters that don’t

Shooting at opps on sight

Hatin' Lil Brook then you might lose your life

Don’t bring a knife to the gun fight

Spark out a bitch like the Fourth of July

6 shooters with me and you know they gone ride

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, aye (Ten)

Next week, I made a pack, flip again, aye (Aye, I flip a pack)

With the strap I like when the clip extend, aye (That's a ruler)

'Bout that action I like when shit get intense, aye

Five racks, then I turn it into ten, aye (Ten)

Next week, I made a pack, flip again, aye (Aye, I flip a pack)

With the strap I like when the clip extend, aye (That's a ruler)

'Bout that action I like when shit get intense, aye