Yeah, I always pick up when she call
She clutch eshi, I text her phone
She send it through, I get the drop
I really work that P til I hear it click
Or when my shoulder pop
That nigga can't drive for shit
We stop the car, we puttin shit in park
You know you wrong for lying on your men
You kno that shit ain't law
If I miss my target, spin again
I might see you tomorrow
Had to work that chop, get in that field
I do that shit for marr
It's too late, I kicked the door
You ain't een have to hear me knock
You know he stay up in his house
That nigga don't een drill
My brother pass the Glock
I hop out cars and I confirm the kill
Serving all the junkies round my way
You know they off the pills
Gotta wear my mask
My face card hot and I be in the field
KSN Stack - Quanny Flow 2 (Intro) Lyrics
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Yeah, I always pick up when she call
She clutch eshi, I text her phone
She send it through, I get the drop
I really work that P til I hear it click
Or when my shoulder pop
That nigga can't drive for shit
We stop the car, we puttin shit in park
You know you wrong for lying on your men
You kno that shit ain't law
If I miss my target, spin again
I might see you tomorrow
Had to work that chop, get in that field
I do that shit for marr
It's too late, I kicked the door
You ain't een have to hear me knock
You know he stay up in his house
That nigga don't een drill
My brother pass the Glock
I hop out cars and I confirm the kill
Serving all the junkies round my way
You know they off the pills
Gotta wear my mask
My face card hot and I be in the field
She clutch eshi, I text her phone
She send it through, I get the drop
I really work that P til I hear it click
Or when my shoulder pop
That nigga can't drive for shit
We stop the car, we puttin shit in park
You know you wrong for lying on your men
You kno that shit ain't law
If I miss my target, spin again
I might see you tomorrow
Had to work that chop, get in that field
I do that shit for marr
It's too late, I kicked the door
You ain't een have to hear me knock
You know he stay up in his house
That nigga don't een drill
My brother pass the Glock
I hop out cars and I confirm the kill
Serving all the junkies round my way
You know they off the pills
Gotta wear my mask
My face card hot and I be in the field
Writer: Stackk Hardt
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