autobots - quez2rr lyrics
[intro:]
mmm, mmm, mmm
[?], you’re a g*nius
[?], n*gga
i need to slide [?] bullsh*t
muh’f*cka, double r
[chorus:]
put these opps inside that m, geeked up, racks inside my lungs
she do poetry, she gotta’ be, she fire usin’ that tongue
they ain’t notice me, start ‘proachin’ me, ’cause jb goin’ dumb
you got 43, but .223 gon’ put you past the sun
wit’ my gang, got banned from lenox, seen them switch inside the parking lot
they ask why his name “walk ’em 90,” ’cause big boy, he gon’ walk it out
392 on angel dust, i call that b*tch my autobot
(392 on angel dust, i call that b*tch my autobot)
[verse:]
b*tch, i’m swervin’ wit’ no license, i pray g.a.p. don’t hit them lights
b*tch, it’s murder one, yeah, first degree, he play then he won’t see tonight
i be quick to pass the gun off to my bro and show him i can fight
in yo’ feelings ’bout these hoes like we can’t pass ’em, actin’ like a dyk*
i know snitches got some stitches, i know snitches got some riches
that don’t help the chain, the fact y’all n*gga momma’s raised some b*tches
toyota camry when we spinnin’, get the sport and these big titties
and if twelve gon’ hop behind this, switch the fully to a semi
and free lil’ dee, yeah, that’s my demon
claim the gang, so swallow s*m*n, hoe
and these shotguns automatic, got more pumps than a hood texaco
and on golden glove, done knocked him out, i think i’m daddy 4*and*0
and bruh seen lil’ [?] die, b*tch, choppa’s spinnin’, just go check the sco’
this coolie on the glock’ll freeze a n*gga up like eskimo
go lay him down, he sleepin’, we done made more beds than rooms to go
[?], my name stilton, but yo’ hoe call me geronimo
she hot and ready like lil’ caesars, so i took that hoe to domino’s
[chorus:]
put these opps inside that m, geeked up, racks inside my lungs
she do poetry, she gotta’ be, she fire usin’ that tongue
they ain’t notice me, start ‘proachin’ me, ’cause jb goin’ dumb
you got 43, but .223 gon’ put you past the sun
wit’ my gang, got banned from lenox, seen them switch inside the parking lot
they ask why his name “walk ’em 90,” ’cause big boy, he gon’ walk it out
392 on angel dust, i call that b*tch my autobot
(392 on angel dust, i call that b*tch my autobot)
[outro: quez2rr]
yeah
ayy
just one more [?], i need—
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