Gizmo Lyrics – Youngboixander
Singer: Youngboixander
Title: Gizmo
(Yea)
(Ybx)
(Yea)
(Slatt)
(Slatt)
(Wha)
(Wha)
(Slime)
(Boi you ain’t never seen no Chanel in yo life)
Bih im the King Gremlin
Yea ho I’m Gizmo
I keep a Mac in my lap
Point it out
The window
Shoot yo homie dead
In the flesh
Now he ain’t got no soul
I keep Tecs
I keep Nines
Bih I keep them poles
Oh you wanna run up on me
Bih I wanna see that
Gimme some xans and my Mac
Ima roll my damn seat back
15 rounds on me ho
Bih you better keep back
You talk all this game
But where the hell your is yo team at
You talkin all this game
Bih shut up where my beam at
Purple red pink styrofoam
Bih Wheres my lean at
Pull up choppa side
We gon spray up
Used to rock wit a shank
Got it home made
Out of the tape bruh
I’m in a m#f# cow
This real calf skin
I’m allergic to the fake stuff
Bih im the King Gremlin
Yea ho I’m Gizmo
I keep a Mac in my lap
Point it out
The window
Shoot yo homie dead
In the flesh
Now he ain’t got no soul
I keep Tecs
I keep Nines
Bih I keep them poles
Oh whatta shame
You thought she was yours but she gripping on my chains
She ain’t too smart
Cause she’s given me all her brain
Ooh I wouldn’t do that
Disrespect me and my mamas name
That will get you Killt
For less money than my Cartier
Sorry Cartiers
Cartier rings
Depending if I like you
I might just murck you for no reason
I’m from hell
Ima Gremlin ima m#f# demon
You wanna spread gossip
Ho I gotchu
Get you stretched out bad
On some treason
Bih im the King Gremlin
Yea ho I’m Gizmo
I keep a Mac in my lap
Point it out
The window
Shoot yo homie dead
In the flesh
Now he ain’t got no soul
I keep Tecs
I keep Nines
Bih I keep them poles
I roll with slashers
Roll with Robbers
And some criminals
I’m movin packs
Flipin bricks
Bih im stashin pills
I know killers
I know hit men
I know drug dealers
Yo Ho that you claim
Claimed me when she rode me like a 4 wheeler
Boo bih tough crowd
Kel tec Ho
Get you gunned down
Oh you wanna talk
You wanna say summ now
Too late all my Nines got they guns out
Yea you scummin Ho
Feinin hard
I Got yo bum done strung down
The rag was white now it’s red
Got the blood rung out
Bih ima hell raiser
Gimme a Kiss
Wit my tongue out
Snuck in my shooters
You gon wish we never hung out
Bring some 30s to the party
And get it all shut down
Bih im the King Gremlin
Yea ho I’m Gizmo
I keep a Mac in my lap
Point it out
The window
Shoot yo homie dead
In the flesh
Now he ain’t got no soul
I keep Tecs
I keep Nines
Bih I keep them poles
Bih im the King Gremlin
Yea ho I’m Gizmo
I keep a Mac in my lap
Point it out
The window
Shoot yo homie dead
In the flesh
Now he ain’t got no soul
I keep Tecs
I keep Nines
Bih I keep them poles
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