quail glock w.a.b.n. (feat. louie laflare) şarkı sözleri
Word on the beat, word on the beat
Ace gon' make it a hit
I ain't never need a bitch I'm really what a bitch need
I heard you really bout it, bag I collect, trap and then I bleed
Slap a thirty on a stick tryna release all my demons
Working on a freak bitch, I had her swallow all my semens
I ain't never need a bitch I'm really what bitches need
I heard you really bout it, bag I collect, trap and then I bleed
Slap a thirty on a stick tryna release all my demons
Working on a freak bitch, I had her swallow all my semens
Coke zips in the trunk, n***a come and get a tester
Pull off, drop top, beam, turn eight back
Now I'm flexing monkey nets on the strap
Do the drills in a mess, it's fucking on a bad bitch
In my V-Lone sweater, Louis, none to break a bitch
Designer kicks, you know it's reggae
Not no killer, but don't push me, only aiming for the header
Blowing big bag woods and it's filled with lemon cherry
Quell, quell, keep them glocks moving like the military
I don't like to play with stocks, yeah, I need a stick like Harry
Have this bitch pay me palms, itch in front, I'm high on diamonds
Tell my cousin Paco, bring out like a hundred rounds
Bitch, don't suck dick, I get bored, I'm heading out
I love to chase money and these n****s love to chase clout
I keep a gutter, bitch, a solid chick who holds shit down
I'll never tell on my n****s, have to sit that shit down
Down on the exotic, Ali got me smoking off the pound
I ain't never need a bitch I'm really what a bitch needs
I heard you really bout it, bag I collect, trap and then I bleed
Slap a thirty on a stick tryna release all my demons
Working on a freak bitch, I had her swallow all my semens
I ain't never need a bitch I'm really what a bitch needs
I heard you really bout it, bag I collect, trap and then I bleed
Slap a thirty on a stick tryna release all my demons
Working on a freak bitch, I had her swallow all my semen
Bitch, bitch, I'm turnt, n***a, flagging in these streets to get you burnt, n***a
And fiends touching, n***a, ask the city, I done burnt, n***a
Count the cash, flip it, stack it, triple every digits
Rollie on me, ain't no ticking, rubies on me, bitch, it's heat
N***a, reach for my chain, you gon' die for these stones
Killers itching in the trenches, giving n****s headstones
Drop a bag on your gang while I'm chilling at home
While I'm chilling at home
Young Prince, whole gang rocking diamonds and pearls
I feel like Pac and I-6, thugs religion, f*ck the world
Spin your block, n***a, ain't no missing, bitch, we spin again
Ain't no playing dead, bitch, we bounce out and bust a game
I ain't never need a bitch I'm really what a bitch needs
I heard you really bout it, bag I collect, trap and then I bleed
Slap a thirty on a stick tryna release all my demons
Working on a freak bitch, I had her swallow all my semen
I ain't never need a bitch I'm really what a bitch needs
I heard you really bout it, bag I collect, trap and then I bleed
Slap a thirty on a stick tryna release all my demons
Working on a freak bitch, I had her swallow all my semen