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public housing - d sturdy & ot7 quanny lyrics

[intro: ot7 quanny]
fah, uh, uh, uh
fah, fah

[verse 1: d st*rdy]
we the youngest turnt up in the city
if i can’t bring that ”frrt,” i ain’t comin’ in it (comin’ in)
bulletproof trackhawk, huh, and it’s tinted (and it’s tinted)
and she f*ck with me, huh, i be spendin’ (spendin’ cash)
took a lot of losses, now a n*gga winnin’
steppin’ on these n*ggas necks ’til i’m finished
in her mouth like a motherf*ckin’ dentist
you ain’t ’bout no cash, mind your motherf*ckin’ business (shut up)
water on my neck, uh, lookin’ like a river (wet)
yeah, we got the ‘bows, uh, they could get delivered, uh (yes)
label tried to sign me, i said i need like еight figures (cash)
we be comin’ through, wе super trim, we stay with it (fah)
in the striker, dip the troopers twice (dip ’em twice)
with a foreign b*tch, she suck me at the light (she suck the d*ck)
quarter ounce of wock’, i just dirtied up the sprite, uh
i’ma take that risk, i’ma roll it like some dice

[verse 2: ot7 quanny]
and you call me sosa, i get racks like money making mitch (uh, uh, uh)
i took sixty thousand out my stash and put it on my wrist (uh, uh)
i’m in l.a. with my pipe, a hundred racks in all my chains (yeah)
young turnt n*gga, i got llcs in my son name (uh, uh)
ho, you a bad b*tch, i wan’ see you work like rihanna (work, work, work, work)
you ain’t heard about me, i’m like future, i f*ck up them commas (uh, uh, uh)
i got money, money on my mind with the devil on my back
every time i think ’bout leavin’ my hood, i go back (uh, uh)
baby girl, you cute and all that, but i don’t really f*ck my fans (not at all)
and i ain’t got no time to chase no p*ssy, all i want is bands (uh, uh, uh)
nowadays, i don’t say too much, let my chains talk (uh, uh)
i just pulled up in the maybach truck, ‘member i used to walk (uh, uh, uh, uh)
and i got bad habits, i just f*cked up louis for no reason (nah)
i ain’t never think i’d get this far, this sh*t got me tweakin’ (uh, uh)
only thing i’m havin’ dreams about is money when i’m sleepin’
reach for my chain, b*e*t*y*o, you d*i*e
and you try out run this chopper, n*gga, the f*ck think you goin’? (the f*ck you think you goin’?)
let me out right here and walk him down, grrt, now he gone (now he gone)
[outro: ot7 quanny]
let me out right here and walk him down, grrt, now he gone
light day, twenty k and it’s foreign (come on, bae)
sixty on my b*tch wrist, the type time i’m on (what you on?)
n*gga say he takin’ what, frrt, now you gone (bah)
i’m with five savages right now with hoodies on (skied up)
uh, that’s your big homie, lil’ n*gga, i put him on (i put him on)
ap, put it on, honey bun, i be drawn
even dj khaled knew that we the best (f*ckin’ dummies)
before i heard of nike, b*tch, i had a check (got that dog sh*t)
blue hundreds on my dress, money over s*x
clearport, no commercial, b*tch, i’m on a jet (b*tch, i’m on jet)

- d sturdy ot7 quanny lyrics

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