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fully arp - quez2rr lyrics

[intro]
yeah
b*tch
ayy, this a f—, this a fully

[verse]
this a fully arp
police found that g*lock, but i still had that 19x on me
i be tryna chill, but i know i’m gon’ crash, i see
srt’ll strike, so i let lil’ bro’nem do g*a*p
tryna catch a opp ’cause we need a new strain, i’m tired of v
if you my man, come slide wit’ me
still on they side, look for lil’ christian’nem, they keep on hidin’ from me
man, f*ck the wheel, i like to swing my door, let young drive for me

and what’s that lo’? i’m tryna bend
i can’t catch my opp, but that sh*t hurt his heart, we shot his friend
police know this glock, so i went through his block wit’ different gens
opp hoe on my c*ck, but i might slam this b*tch ’cause she a ten
(that’s on five, boy)
p*ssy wetter than the ocean, sh*t
b*tch, i’m tryna , i’m known for hop out, get on feet and sh*t
q5, you ready to die?
ain’t nun’ but fully on our glizzy tip, this b*tch make different sounds
somebody tell ’em pick lil’ quay ass up, he left in lost and found
every time i think ’bout bb face, i’m tryna go and spin
every time the police book the drac’, i pop out wit’ fn
zero tolerance for a b*tch who play, i’m tryna f*ck her friend
zero tolerance for that reach sh*t, young bruce shoot off yo’ hand
got fully draco in this party, and she ride d*ck like a harley

we be steppin’ when we bouncin’ out, i’m tryna flip my clip
don’t care ’bout talkin’, if that opp hoe doin’, i’m tryna use her lips
b*tch, i’m blood, be wit’ crips
it ain’t drugs, then i can’t sip
tryna catch my opp then stand over his ass, and watch him rip
b*tch, i’m ebk, i start shootin’ at bros, they f*ck a [?]
my young bulls work at pringles, they gon’ pop yo’ top about lil’ chips
[outro]
ain’t tryna spin, i’m tryna sco’, we gon’ drop a opp
every time they out right by that store, twelve done shot a three
we up by one more so make a four, never gave a f*ck
i still eat opp p*ssy for that lo’, when i swing that drac’
i’m tryna hit his shoulder, knees, and toes, n*gga (on five, n*gga)
n*gga, on five, n*gga, you stupid, boy

- quez2rr lyrics

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