Qweffa Boy

He the qweffa boy, huh, he the qweffa boy I'm hangin' with my boku shottas They from Jamaica, they got hella choppers They probably spray that drac straight off a helicopter Make sure they got that bag and stop him Five with the violence, I'm tryna stop it Got a shirt around my face, just for a mask That iron in my pocket Prayin' to the queffa boy You got that iron on me, you better blow it Or we gon' make a lot of noise We got stolen rods and hella toys They call that boy the soul stealing queffa boy Hey boy, you better keep that pistol I wrote my feelings on that pencil I gave my heart to her, that shit was accidental I got smoke inside my lungs, but I'm still focused on my mental My man say f*ck it, he with the violence He tryna spray up out that rental I ask that nigga, what you on Say why you stallin', nigga, time If you gon' do it, nigga, do it Just know you best not cross that line Better keep that iron When them bullets flyin', them shots out, niggas dyin Them niggavbetter duck they head Cause best believe we duckin' man I'm hangin' with my boku shottas They from Jamaica, they got hella choppas They probably spray that drac straight off a helicopter Make sure they got that bag and stop him Five with the violence, I'm tryna stop it Got a shirt around my face, just for a mask That iron in my pocket Prayin' to the queffa boy You got that iron on me, you better blow it Or we gon' make a lot of noise We got stolen rods and hella toys They call that boy the soul stealing queffa boy Lil' mama want me goin' all deep She better not call the police I got my bag, it's on me I tell this bitch that you a wild body I say you good, you don't got cry body But please don't go pick up that teller Tell her chill you don't got worry about your problems Just know that I got it Say five, you better tell that bitch don't play Hoe Havin' Nigga, hit this phone Might be the ending of your day I need that bag like on the double They in trouble, f*ck these hoes I tell em f*ck em F*ck your mama, f*ck your daddy F*ck your sister, f*ck your brother I'm hangin' with my Boku shottas They from Jamaica, they got hella choppers They probably spray that drac straight off a helicopter Make sure they got that bag and stop him Five with the violence, I'm tryna stop it Got a shirt around my face, just for a mask That iron in my pocket Prayin' to the queffa boy You got that iron on me, you better blow it Or we gon' make a lot of noise We got stolen rods and hella toys They call that boy the sauce, that ain't queffa boy Ho, thoty, mami I like all your body, yeah, yeah Hey, rock your body till that girl to please don't stop me yeah yeah It's hella thoties Holon thoty, mami yeah yeah Hey, rock your body till that girl to please don't stop me