Sewed Up Quin NFN (Ft. Lil 2z)

[Intro: Quin NFN]
(Cio)
Hold on, ayy, gang
Hold on, ayy

[Chorus: Quin NFN]
Gang, hold on, ayy (Hold on)
Back to back, clutchin' sticks on the road (On the road)
Ayy, ball like 'Bron, should've went to the pros (Should've went)
What I cop, you can't cop in the stores
Can't compete 'cause your clique full of hoes
A whole lot of drip, spent a brick on my toes (That's red)
Have lil' bro 'nem go hit up his home
If I come up right now, I'm investin' in poles (We on it)
I've been runnin' up bands for the stamina (For the stamina)
Don't get ate tryna play for that camera (For the camera)
Lot of mops in the crib like a janitor (Grrah)
That bitch know I'm a vet, not an amateur (I'm on it)
VS1 diamonds colder than Canada
Got a whole lot of ratchets on ratchets like Pamela (Baow, baow)
We gon' spin everyday on the calendar
Get fired in this bitch like you pissed off your manager (Dumb ass)

[Verse 1: Quin NFN]
We gon' wet that bitch up, get a raincoat (Grrah)
Is you niggas gon' slide? I don't think so (Get off)
Go a whole lot of places you can't go (We on it)
Poke a whole lot of bitches you can't poke
Drive a whole lot of horses you can't smoke
Work off a Perc', she gonna fuck for a bankroll
I be kickin' this shit, I'm an a-hole
My esé the hardest, he feelin' like peso (Peso)
Get the cheese, then dip like queso
I slide with the Glock on the block like a Lego (Baow, baow)
Tryna flex with some shit you ain't pay for
My young nigga four foot tall with a Draco (Grrah)
They know Quin droppin' racks on the say so
Lativo gon' hunt like he Dora or Diego (He on it)
Hit him up, then we act like we ain't know
Have lil' bro do a stain while I lay low