QUAGEN

Told that boy, if I get locked up, better bail me out Bring ya mafia, at me bitch, yeah we gon' get loud Told that pussy boy, better shut up, better not make a sound Yea we get to blasting all these rounds, bodies all on the ground Sippin' on that quagen, got a punk bitch and she into satan Hit it from the back, gon' get to slayin She off the drugs, she brainless Twin glocks, we shootin' aimless F*ck 12, you know they tainted And your girl just a slut to me, I'm him, fuckin' with an A-list M.I.A. to N.Y.C. , for the fashion week Smoke on a blunt, ash on my tee And your bitch with me That pretty bitch, she just a fiend Fiendin' for my lean Shut up, lil bitch, she into me Fuckin' on my team On my T.E.A.M. Get you hit, with the B.E.A.M. That lil' thot want me up, in her D.M. Beggin' for me to flick up, in her BeReal Sorry, ain't gon' be there I don't do no pictures, wit no bitches, I rock with extensions Make her body rock, I make her feel it, then she in her feelin's All y'all talkin' gangster, y'all just actors, y'all just be pretendin' 'Cause I know when shit get hard get real, y'all boys aint bout the killin' Y'all aint bout that killin' Blood is spillin' Yeah we really drillin' If you keep talkin' sweet, you dissapearin' Make ya ass go missin' 200 rounds, up the stick On your block, yeah we really millin' Yea you know we bout to run this mission Just need you to listen Sippin' on that quagen, got a punk bitch and she into satan Hit it from the back, gon' get to slayin She off the drugs, she brainless Twin glocks, we shootin' aimless F*ck 12, you know they tainted And your girl just a slut to me, I'm him, fuckin' with an A-list Sippin' on that quagen, got a punk bitch and she into satan Hit it from the back, gon' get to slayin She off the drugs, she brainless Twin glocks, we shootin' aimless F*ck 12, you know they tainted And your girl just a slut to me, I'm him, fuckin' with an A-list