[Intro: Quin NFN]
Tell what's they name gon' spin on they what's they name and make some what's they name
(Cio)
[verse 1: Quin NFN]
Ayy, we clutchin' heat, my dawg gon' clutch for free so hold your piece (Bllrt, bah-bah-bah-bah-bah)
And all my youngins' deep, I told 'em don't react before you think (Shh)
This nina blacker than Tyreese (It is)
We through ten up on his jeep (We did)
And he deceased we turnt him to a brand, his partner on a tee (Dawg, dawg, dawg)
Big ass shoes, they made by Gucci, these double G's will jump a tree (Double G)
We start runnin' and make niggas start moving out, he broke his lease (Bitch)
Dirty Glock ain't bathе in weeks (Grrah)
Rappin' bout me makin' beef (Hah)
How them niggas say Lil Quin was duckin'? That shit make-bеlieve
This XD, it fit in my hand, huh, you're partner a fan, huh
Got no words for the opps, we grab this chop and start sayin' somethin'
Push up, clap your mans, won't see him stand when ambulance come (Yeah)
Shooter like Ray Allen, see your partner, that's a And1
We gon' blow the witness, uh, my dawg still on a sentence, yeah (Bitch)
Get up close with no mask, motherfuck a social distance, yeah (Bah-bah-bah-bah)
Don't do no attempts, shoot off the rip, we known to finish, yeah (Blrrt, blrrt)
I be doing my thing inside the gang, they known to scrimmage, yeah (I'm ballin')
Hit too many niggas hoes, my shit passed double digits, yeah (It is)
They be throwin' salt, tryna put slugs all on my image, yeah (Bitch)
And I don't want the hoe unless her noggin comin' with it, yeah (Noggin)
He had a bad day, I sent lil' bro now he uplifted, yeah (He did)
All I got bad intentions, flip the block without no skillet, yeah (We flip it)
Baby Glock hold thirty shots the clip blacker than brisket, yeah (Bah-bah-bah)
All these racks, it look like tennis, Elvis on my pendant, yeah (It is)
And lil' bro pop the rocks, out his body he was trippin', yeah (Uh, trippin', trippin')
I was reminiscin' 'bout when me and bro was with it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We just spent a- (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hey, straight down the rocks and bitches gon' be bitches (Yeah, yeah)
Every time I tell him something- (Grrah, yeah, yeah)
Tell what's they name gon' spin on they what's they name and make some what's they name
(Cio)
[verse 1: Quin NFN]
Ayy, we clutchin' heat, my dawg gon' clutch for free so hold your piece (Bllrt, bah-bah-bah-bah-bah)
And all my youngins' deep, I told 'em don't react before you think (Shh)
This nina blacker than Tyreese (It is)
We through ten up on his jeep (We did)
And he deceased we turnt him to a brand, his partner on a tee (Dawg, dawg, dawg)
Big ass shoes, they made by Gucci, these double G's will jump a tree (Double G)
We start runnin' and make niggas start moving out, he broke his lease (Bitch)
Dirty Glock ain't bathе in weeks (Grrah)
Rappin' bout me makin' beef (Hah)
How them niggas say Lil Quin was duckin'? That shit make-bеlieve
This XD, it fit in my hand, huh, you're partner a fan, huh
Got no words for the opps, we grab this chop and start sayin' somethin'
Push up, clap your mans, won't see him stand when ambulance come (Yeah)
Shooter like Ray Allen, see your partner, that's a And1
We gon' blow the witness, uh, my dawg still on a sentence, yeah (Bitch)
Get up close with no mask, motherfuck a social distance, yeah (Bah-bah-bah-bah)
Don't do no attempts, shoot off the rip, we known to finish, yeah (Blrrt, blrrt)
I be doing my thing inside the gang, they known to scrimmage, yeah (I'm ballin')
Hit too many niggas hoes, my shit passed double digits, yeah (It is)
They be throwin' salt, tryna put slugs all on my image, yeah (Bitch)
And I don't want the hoe unless her noggin comin' with it, yeah (Noggin)
He had a bad day, I sent lil' bro now he uplifted, yeah (He did)
All I got bad intentions, flip the block without no skillet, yeah (We flip it)
Baby Glock hold thirty shots the clip blacker than brisket, yeah (Bah-bah-bah)
All these racks, it look like tennis, Elvis on my pendant, yeah (It is)
And lil' bro pop the rocks, out his body he was trippin', yeah (Uh, trippin', trippin')
I was reminiscin' 'bout when me and bro was with it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We just spent a- (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hey, straight down the rocks and bitches gon' be bitches (Yeah, yeah)
Every time I tell him something- (Grrah, yeah, yeah)
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