e4n qj dont trip (feat. j9 swervo) şarkı sözleri
It's quincho nigga, the one who going let that stick blow
Uh
Uh
Shit I hang around
Scammers, finessers
And trappers and rappers
Got the za for the low ain't taxing
Niggas wanna speak on my mans, so we spin they block
They not outside what the f*ck happened
How you wanna hop on the net and claim we ain't do that shit bitch stop all that capping
I cannot wait till I catch that one nigga like stop all that lacking
I just spent a band on my whole fit
Every jordan come out, I stay buying new kicks
I got a glock with a beam on the bottom
No point of you ducking cause I won't miss
I'm having money coming in left to right anything she want, I bet that she get
And don't be dumb trying come on this block, cause we chasing you down boy you better not trip
And you better not
And you better not trip
Run down gang don't need no assist
They calling me curry cause I'm clutching thirty
I'm the type to put thirty holes all in your whip
And I'm riding with fats, got glocks in the back
And you know when we slide, you know he won't miss
Better watch how you act or watch how you talk cause I don't give a f*ck
Put a hole in your shit
Ran it up from nothing, I was broke last year had to find something
I was down on my dick ain't ask for nothing
Hitting plays all day my phone keep on buzzing
Ah
Slide for repercussion
When nardo had died I couldn't sleep for nothing
We gonna slide on they block ima keep on busting
They don't like how I'm living but I keep on thugging
And I got the best aim better hope you got luck
And them bullets so fast, so how you going duck
And that one bitch keep talking shit on twitter can't wait till I catch her, she getting put in the trunk
And we keep on spinning y'all block but y'all never outside
If y'all really bout it better pull up
And ima keep spinning and spinning
And spinning and spinning
And spinning I just don't give a f*ck
And I'm throwing gang signs in the three four
If she bad ima put a leash on her
And he want a bag so push the ps on him
He moving to had to keep it g on him
And no I ain't playing I'm steady just chasing these bands
These bitches getting bust out the pants
This shit like a movie they keep on getting new shooters, I told them my youngins advanced
We come from bottom we come from the lowest
She get wet then I'm pushing up on it
When I'm in it I'm performing
You know I'm the one can't be checking up on me
You said you was with me I knew it was fake
Two deep they spin then you better be on it
And no I ain't bragging bitch I'm really having
I be spending my last on fashion
I be geeking to bring out the ratchet
Know I'm the one I ain't trying be bragging
We moving cautious cause they trying off us
I can brag out that bag for a starter
I can make one of you niggas a target
I took a l but I'm young and I'm charged
We upping the score and we needing some more freak bitch and I told her perform
Bragging bout shit y'all ain't do, shit ain't nothing new
No home depot we got all the tools
Don't think it's sweet when I run into you
Me and the bro's we worried about money
Wiping your nose if you thinking it's runny
Bang at his feet he hop like a bunny
Freak opp bitch trying f*ck all of sudden
Try line me it's going get ugly, she feining for nine put the dick in her tummy
Me trock and quincho been thugging
Lil niggas turning nothing to something
We was outside it was cold on the block, ain't have no money just had a plan
Couple years later now we got bands
Ah
Let's talk about opps they ain't on shit
They know where to find us we stay on our strip
I was just chilling I'm back on my shit
That's yo I'm that yota
Flip that bitch
Better stay in the house where it's safe, cause I got a bitch that can bake you a cake
Stay down and I studied the game
Remember the days had to bop in the rain
One wrong move you get put on a chain
You know how I'm coming my gang or no gang
Ah
You know how I'm coming my gang or no gang
You know how I'm coming my gang or no gang
Ah
Shit I hang around
Scammers, finessers
And trappers and rappers
Got the za for the low ain't taxing
Niggas wanna speak on my mans, so we spin they block
They not outside what the f*ck happened
How you wanna hop on the net and claim we ain't do that shit bitch stop all that capping
I cannot wait till I catch that one nigga like stop all that lacking
I just spent a band on my whole fit
Every jordan come out, I stay buying new kicks
I got a glock with a beam on the bottom
No point of you ducking cause I won't miss
I'm having money coming in left to right anything she want, I bet that she get
And don't be dumb trying come on this block, cause we chasing you down boy you better not trip