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wym - quin nfn & lil 2z lyrics

[intro: quin nfn]
ain’t nun but shooters on my team
in the club with all my guys, i put my b*tch in all celine
this northface is like gucci what it seem
they be knowing we wildin out i kinda feel like chico bean

[verse 1: quin nfn]
bought the wok’, i lowkey feel like vert, i’m strapped down with the uzi
she a groupie throwing quin at coochie just to go meet 2z
quick to dance with this new gl!ck inside my hand i’m getting groovy
from the slums but i walk in the club with moncler on the gucci
tryna box but we ain’t in the boxing get shot with no options
off the lot not from an auction, paint the whip red then it’s rammin
catch a vibe, in ysl no slime they flood the neck with diamonds
cartier be blinding i can’t tell the time
my lil cougar hoe just need for s*x, but i just need some neck
[?] since he like the computers let him see this tec
[?] we start cappin’ out don’t need no gps
f*ck a beam we comin’ sn*tch your kid like we the cps
you a rat so we can’t beef for nothing i can’t do a thing
n*ggas sleep on me they had a dream like they martin luther king
i be sitting back making movies with the team tryna get cream
come and spin his block, lil bro gon’ leave it hot like listerine
let em play tho they might not see tomorrow but we gon spin today tho
this potatoe bound to hit his top then we gon’ dip like queso
baby draco and this glock they go together, cheese & mayo
know the gang don’t need no payroll they gon’ smoke you when i say so
[hook: quin nfn]
ain’t nun but shooters on my team
in the club with all my guys, i put my b*tch in all celine
this northface is like gucci what it seem
they’ve been know we wildin out i kinda feel like chico bean
i can feel the tension on the scene
not lil bro come and whack you for a vs diamond ring
n*ggas don’t be beefin bout no cream
but theses clips stay streching out like limousines
like what you mean ?

[verse 2: lil 2z]
it’s that gangsta music b*tch we puttin’ sh*t at golden gates
and i brought some shooters in my team like we was golden state
[?] get the drop don’t post around sh*t in your page
my brodie [?] body after body he barely show his face
i feel like [?] with the guap, it’s a ridiculous amount
and plus my choppa ain’t got no manners when they fart i air it out
tryna play lil 2z, p*ssy some i ain’t never heard about
i treat these fn’s like a dumbell when get em i weight em out
these n*ggas sure work at the mall, cause they 12 [?]
i feel like harry with the stick puttin’ spell on these hogewarts
i’m in the field i be balling but hustle my top sport
n*ggas [?] black and white like a pair of concords
put this b*tch on park my [?] lean him like he doing the limbo
put they partners, mommy daddy, granny, cousin in that k4
stack these racks on top of each other like a brand new pack of [?]
this b*tch is nasty, she tryna eat the s*x so she can go meet quincho

- quin nfn lil 2z lyrics

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