Aye Quan, what we gon' do now?
I said we go to war
We gon' eat that hater for breakfast
Close that f*cker down
Quan on the track, bitch
Get it rite three times, nigga
Get it rite, get it rite, get it rite
BBE
Huh?
Man, let's keep it real, man
I ain't gon' do no capping on this bitch, man
I'm tellin y'all right now
2K25
Turn it up
You better not ask me about no murders
If it's up, we leave you stuck
I ain't Lil Wayne, but I got this Drake
With a hundred round drum, put your ass inna trunk
Like Tony Montana, the world's mine
If you play pussy, get f*cked
Ride around with a SIG, ride around with a Drac
Everybody finna wet your whole block up
Yeah, I'ma kill that boy when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
Finna do the dash, choppa made him crash
I don't give no f*ck, boy
I'm on one
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
If I see em outside, gotta swing my door
Fah, Fah, Fah, Fah ,everybody get low
Bro'nem said "Let's go, let's go"
Yeah, it's green light, everybody gon' show
I've been looking for the ass all day
I swear to god, they act like a ghost
Going out like Tony Montana
You turn back on me, I'm gon' blow
Don't go too far, lil' boy, come here
Cause I'ma chase you down that road
Mat got the GN, I got the Drac
Everybody on that god damn floor
Run up with the switch, we gon' make it hit
We ain't got enough time, we gotta go
He claim he in the pit, now he a snitch
If it's yo time, yo gon' be gone
Free my cuz, he can't come home yet
We gon' make it out for sure
Who put this shit together (Me that's who)
Don't play cus we gon' all just smoke
Don't play with fam cause y'all gon' die
Put that on my mom, put that on my bro
When it's time, it's time to slide
Everybody gon' slide so the wheels fall off
Got 11 shots in the Glock, John Wall
Like John Wick, I be doing them hits
Shoot em in his head till his dumbass fall
Automatic switch in that god damn switch
If you wanna do a diss, we gon make that call
If we run up, we on your ass
It's gon' be blood up on that wall
We got the skis
We got the Dracs
We got them FNs, Gens, and all
I want the world
I want the cars
I want that big ass house and all
I got the weed
I got the drink
I got the pills, man
What you want
I pray to God for all my sins to go away so I can ball
Don't come around this side, you gon' get killed
You know what's up
If you trying to swing that way, you gon' be back in that goddamn truck
My choppa like Shawty Lo
I up this bitch, go duh-duh-duh-duh
Like I said, bitch, I'm on one
Play with me, your life is done
Bitch, I still got this Tommy gun
You better not ask me about no murders
If it's up, we leave you stuck
I ain't Lil Wayne, but I got this Drake
With a hundred round drum, put your ass inna trunk
Like Tony Montana, the world's mine
If you play pussy, get f*cked
Ride around with a SIG, ride around with a Drac
Everybody finna wet your whole block up
Yeah, I'ma kill that boy when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
Finna do the dash, choppa made him crash
I don't give no f*ck, boy
I'm on one
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Don't run cause we might get you, got two pistols it won't miss you
But to put you in that shit bag like I need some god damn tissue
I just wanna drill when I'm mad, they like QuanDogg, what's the issue
I act just like my dad, cause I'm still stuck to the streets, fool
I got my momma's style, if you disrespect, I'll kill you
Chopper eat him like Jeff Dahmer, put his body in that freezer
You thinkin that you cold, man, you gon' get killed from that heater
I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe, I put 2-4 in that liter
223's up in his head, no LeBron James on Draymond Green
And I be catchin' hats everyday, bitch, who gon' stop me
And I can shoot a cop just like Tupac, gon' eyes on me
Stop woofin' on that internet, or you gon' die next week pussy
Ay, ay, ay, ay
You better not ask me about no murders
If it's up, we leave you stuck
I ain't Lil Wayne, but I got this Drake
With a hundred round drum, put your ass inna trunk
Like Tony Montana, the world's mine
If you play pussy, get f*cked
Ride around with a SIG, ride around with a Drac
Everybody finna wet your whole block up
Yeah, I'ma kill that boy when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
Finna do the dash, choppa made him crash
I don't give no f*ck, boy
I'm on one
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
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English
Aye Quan, what we gon' do now?
I said we go to war
We gon' eat that hater for breakfast
Close that f*cker down
Quan on the track, bitch
Get it rite three times, nigga
Get it rite, get it rite, get it rite
BBE
Huh?
Man, let's keep it real, man
I ain't gon' do no capping on this bitch, man
I'm tellin y'all right now
2K25
Turn it up
You better not ask me about no murders
If it's up, we leave you stuck
I ain't Lil Wayne, but I got this Drake
With a hundred round drum, put your ass inna trunk
Like Tony Montana, the world's mine
If you play pussy, get f*cked
Ride around with a SIG, ride around with a Drac
Everybody finna wet your whole block up
Yeah, I'ma kill that boy when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
Finna do the dash, choppa made him crash
I don't give no f*ck, boy
I'm on one
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
If I see em outside, gotta swing my door
Fah, Fah, Fah, Fah ,everybody get low
Bro'nem said "Let's go, let's go"
Yeah, it's green light, everybody gon' show
I've been looking for the ass all day
I swear to god, they act like a ghost
Going out like Tony Montana
You turn back on me, I'm gon' blow
Don't go too far, lil' boy, come here
Cause I'ma chase you down that road
Mat got the GN, I got the Drac
Everybody on that god damn floor
Run up with the switch, we gon' make it hit
We ain't got enough time, we gotta go
He claim he in the pit, now he a snitch
If it's yo time, yo gon' be gone
Free my cuz, he can't come home yet
We gon' make it out for sure
Who put this shit together (Me that's who)
Don't play cus we gon' all just smoke
Don't play with fam cause y'all gon' die
Put that on my mom, put that on my bro
When it's time, it's time to slide
Everybody gon' slide so the wheels fall off
Got 11 shots in the Glock, John Wall
Like John Wick, I be doing them hits
Shoot em in his head till his dumbass fall
Automatic switch in that god damn switch
If you wanna do a diss, we gon make that call
If we run up, we on your ass
It's gon' be blood up on that wall
We got the skis
We got the Dracs
We got them FNs, Gens, and all
I want the world
I want the cars
I want that big ass house and all
I got the weed
I got the drink
I got the pills, man
What you want
I pray to God for all my sins to go away so I can ball
Don't come around this side, you gon' get killed
You know what's up
If you trying to swing that way, you gon' be back in that goddamn truck
My choppa like Shawty Lo
I up this bitch, go duh-duh-duh-duh
Like I said, bitch, I'm on one
Play with me, your life is done
Bitch, I still got this Tommy gun
You better not ask me about no murders
If it's up, we leave you stuck
I ain't Lil Wayne, but I got this Drake
With a hundred round drum, put your ass inna trunk
Like Tony Montana, the world's mine
If you play pussy, get f*cked
Ride around with a SIG, ride around with a Drac
Everybody finna wet your whole block up
Yeah, I'ma kill that boy when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
Finna do the dash, choppa made him crash
I don't give no f*ck, boy
I'm on one
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Don't run cause we might get you, got two pistols it won't miss you
But to put you in that shit bag like I need some god damn tissue
I just wanna drill when I'm mad, they like QuanDogg, what's the issue
I act just like my dad, cause I'm still stuck to the streets, fool
I got my momma's style, if you disrespect, I'll kill you
Chopper eat him like Jeff Dahmer, put his body in that freezer
You thinkin that you cold, man, you gon' get killed from that heater
I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe, I put 2-4 in that liter
223's up in his head, no LeBron James on Draymond Green
And I be catchin' hats everyday, bitch, who gon' stop me
And I can shoot a cop just like Tupac, gon' eyes on me
Stop woofin' on that internet, or you gon' die next week pussy
Ay, ay, ay, ay
You better not ask me about no murders
If it's up, we leave you stuck
I ain't Lil Wayne, but I got this Drake
With a hundred round drum, put your ass inna trunk
Like Tony Montana, the world's mine
If you play pussy, get f*cked
Ride around with a SIG, ride around with a Drac
Everybody finna wet your whole block up
Yeah, I'ma kill that boy when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
Finna do the dash, choppa made him crash
I don't give no f*ck, boy
I'm on one
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
I said we go to war
We gon' eat that hater for breakfast
Close that f*cker down
Quan on the track, bitch
Get it rite three times, nigga
Get it rite, get it rite, get it rite
BBE
Huh?
Man, let's keep it real, man
I ain't gon' do no capping on this bitch, man
I'm tellin y'all right now
2K25
Turn it up
You better not ask me about no murders
If it's up, we leave you stuck
I ain't Lil Wayne, but I got this Drake
With a hundred round drum, put your ass inna trunk
Like Tony Montana, the world's mine
If you play pussy, get f*cked
Ride around with a SIG, ride around with a Drac
Everybody finna wet your whole block up
Yeah, I'ma kill that boy when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
Finna do the dash, choppa made him crash
I don't give no f*ck, boy
I'm on one
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
If I see em outside, gotta swing my door
Fah, Fah, Fah, Fah ,everybody get low
Bro'nem said "Let's go, let's go"
Yeah, it's green light, everybody gon' show
I've been looking for the ass all day
I swear to god, they act like a ghost
Going out like Tony Montana
You turn back on me, I'm gon' blow
Don't go too far, lil' boy, come here
Cause I'ma chase you down that road
Mat got the GN, I got the Drac
Everybody on that god damn floor
Run up with the switch, we gon' make it hit
We ain't got enough time, we gotta go
He claim he in the pit, now he a snitch
If it's yo time, yo gon' be gone
Free my cuz, he can't come home yet
We gon' make it out for sure
Who put this shit together (Me that's who)
Don't play cus we gon' all just smoke
Don't play with fam cause y'all gon' die
Put that on my mom, put that on my bro
When it's time, it's time to slide
Everybody gon' slide so the wheels fall off
Got 11 shots in the Glock, John Wall
Like John Wick, I be doing them hits
Shoot em in his head till his dumbass fall
Automatic switch in that god damn switch
If you wanna do a diss, we gon make that call
If we run up, we on your ass
It's gon' be blood up on that wall
We got the skis
We got the Dracs
We got them FNs, Gens, and all
I want the world
I want the cars
I want that big ass house and all
I got the weed
I got the drink
I got the pills, man
What you want
I pray to God for all my sins to go away so I can ball
Don't come around this side, you gon' get killed
You know what's up
If you trying to swing that way, you gon' be back in that goddamn truck
My choppa like Shawty Lo
I up this bitch, go duh-duh-duh-duh
Like I said, bitch, I'm on one
Play with me, your life is done
Bitch, I still got this Tommy gun
You better not ask me about no murders
If it's up, we leave you stuck
I ain't Lil Wayne, but I got this Drake
With a hundred round drum, put your ass inna trunk
Like Tony Montana, the world's mine
If you play pussy, get f*cked
Ride around with a SIG, ride around with a Drac
Everybody finna wet your whole block up
Yeah, I'ma kill that boy when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
Finna do the dash, choppa made him crash
I don't give no f*ck, boy
I'm on one
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Don't run cause we might get you, got two pistols it won't miss you
But to put you in that shit bag like I need some god damn tissue
I just wanna drill when I'm mad, they like QuanDogg, what's the issue
I act just like my dad, cause I'm still stuck to the streets, fool
I got my momma's style, if you disrespect, I'll kill you
Chopper eat him like Jeff Dahmer, put his body in that freezer
You thinkin that you cold, man, you gon' get killed from that heater
I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe, I put 2-4 in that liter
223's up in his head, no LeBron James on Draymond Green
And I be catchin' hats everyday, bitch, who gon' stop me
And I can shoot a cop just like Tupac, gon' eyes on me
Stop woofin' on that internet, or you gon' die next week pussy
Ay, ay, ay, ay
You better not ask me about no murders
If it's up, we leave you stuck
I ain't Lil Wayne, but I got this Drake
With a hundred round drum, put your ass inna trunk
Like Tony Montana, the world's mine
If you play pussy, get f*cked
Ride around with a SIG, ride around with a Drac
Everybody finna wet your whole block up
Yeah, I'ma kill that boy when I'm sober
I don't even need no drugs
Finna do the dash, choppa made him crash
I don't give no f*ck, boy
I'm on one
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Man, stay where you lay
We finna pull up
Got a new Gen 5
You better not run
Writer: Quan Giles
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