quig blank (feat. kevo huncho) şarkı sözleri

We Dirtyy Uh Uh Uh We Dirtyy Uh Uh Uh We Dirtyy Uh Uh Uh Huncho he wit me He tryn get a hit Ugly eshit Tryn get on his vict Threw out da knife Hadda get him a stick Deep in his feelings Might hit him a bitch Yeah i'm tryn leave a nigga blank Hop out wit big guns We ain't shooting no paint Stepback Shoot 3 Yeah you know I got range Yeah i'm going For Da Win U can call a nigga Dame 187 It's a murder Got bags for da low Lil nigga I a serve ya Tryn run up dis shmoney up Not talkin Bobby Shmurda Niggas coming wit da heat Ian talkin Kevin Heurter Nahhfr I'm tellin you Bitch giving sass Ima drag her Coming in clutch Like a dagger Pretty face Thick thighs Know ima bag her If she f*ck for a bag Then you know Ima flag her Bitch call my phone Three times These niggas be pussy Not talking feline Bitch giving off signs No I don't read minds I a hold on your stick No you can't see mine I a hold on your stick No you can't see mine Fa fa Shots fired Get low If feds at da door We jump out da window Ian drinking no tris Smokin on Indo Get caught innat jam They don't get no info 12 on my ass So I hadda hit feet Can't f*ck on no hoe bitch Can't f*ck on no treesh If niggas want smoke Tell they ass let's beef We gon grill it Them niggas they screwed So we drill it Lil bitch got da addy Tell her spill it Got bags for da low Make em deal it If dey stroaf on da block Ima flip it If his money getting long Ima clip it Uh Uh Huncho he wit me He tryn get a hit Ugly eshit Tryn get on his vict Threw out da knife Hadda get him a stick Deep in his feelings He might hit him a bitch Yeah i'm tryn leave a nigga blank Hop out wit big guns We ain't shooting no paint Stepback Shoot Three Yeah you know I got range Yeah i'm going For Da Win U can call a nigga Dame 187 It's a murder Got bags for da low Lil nigga I a serve ya Tryn run up dis shmoney up Not talkin Bobby Shmurda Niggas coming wit da heat Ian talkin kevin heurter Nahhfr I'm tellin u Pistol aimed straight at your dome When I catch you outside You ain't making it home I know shawty a dog But she picked up da phone Ain't no big dogs out here Did this shit on our own Nahhfr I'm tellin you If the coppas behind us Bust a right and a left I been stabbed in my back Seen da knife in my chest Window tent Can't get caught at da light And get left Ian saving no hoe Aint no S on my chest Cruising down da street Ian gotta 64 Getting rich Remember back when I was piss poor What you want for Xmas Said I want extendos Shawty wanna perc Said I rather give dope Really got some angels that I'm tryna live for But I turn into a demon When I see my friends fold Niggas talking to da pigs Giving all da info When I hop out get da bussin Tell dem niggas get low Tell dem niggas get low Bitch its straight headshots Nigga tryn run from us Got shot in his back Really loaded as a bitch Rolling up straight thraxx Really rappin what I live Giving niggas straight facts Don't Roll No Hemp Roll A Classic Bro rolling sheets And I'm rolling a wood Rolling up straight za Man that shit understood Niggas speak on my name Tryna line em for good Nahhfr I'm tellin you Yeah i'm tryn leave a nigga blank Hop out wit big guns We ain't shooting no paint Stepback Shoot 3 Yeah you know I got range Yeah I'm going For Da Win U can call a nigga Dame 187 It's a murder Got bags for da low Lil nigga I a serve ya Tryn run up dis shmoney up Not talking Bobby Shmurda Niggas coming wit da heat Ian talkin kevin heurter Nahhfr I'm tellin u Nah nah nah lil bitch Hopped out and slangin that shit (You know I'm taking that risk) Stepback now I'm giving dem shots (Hell yeah I swear he bitch) Hell nah I'm takin that risk (Lil nigga ran I swear he a bitch) Hell nah ian sending no diss (Lil nigga he ain't rob me for shit) Hell nah ian drinking no tris (Lil nigga man I swear he a bitch) Hell nah ian throwing no fist (Lil nigga ran off he a bitch) Hell nah lil nigga you a bitch
Sanatçı: Quig
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
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