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2:00 a.m in austin - quin nfn lyrics

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[intro]
nah, nah, nah (cio)
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
okay, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[verse]
huh, i don’t like rappin’ ’bout n*ggas and opps, for real, but these n*ggas p*ssin’ me off (off)
i gotta bump down on the biggest n*gga in the room just to get me a load (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
i ain’t even givin’ no fronts, i ain’t even droppin’ a ticket, they pay what it cost (they pay what it cost)
she tryna give me her coochie ’cause she see i’m havin’
she tryna hang with a boss (hang with a boss)
ball on the floor throwin’ gs up (gs up)
on my ‘fit, i done spin n*ggas re*up, huh (i did that)
n*ggas be actin’ like real n*ggas, real n*ggas walk in the room and they ease up, ayy (d*mn)
straight rock a n*gga ass, make him cease up (b*tch)
got this ho in the crib with her knees up (she on that)
now my top get hot as a teacup (it’s hot)
all i drop is that crack like a peanut (i do that)
ayy, all i drop is that dope and i’m honest (and i’m honest)
n*ggas stealin’, but they ain’t payin’ homage (woo)
ayy, turn a good school girl to an eater, treat her like a bleeder and run up her mileage (eat)
told me lock in a number before i had walked out the door, but i really forgot it (i did)
i knew my life was a movie, i sit back and make me a profit while these n*ggas watchin’
ayy, quick to tap a n*gga top like neo (neo)
i’ve been turnt, i been thuggin’ since vevo (ha)
ayy, got my blood in the cut like mosquito (it bl**dy)
lil’ bro beat down the block like he tio (b*tch)
why i’m still in the cut like i’m emo? (b*tch)
i just bought me a pint from my ‘migo
can’t shave a n*gga top like chemo (chemo)
ayy, .308 on me black as a negro (grrt, boom)
ayy, i kick a b*tch out like i’m blueface (blueface)
me and bro locked in like a suitcase (suitcase)
makin’ friday money on tuesday (friday)
they can’t keep up with me ’cause it’s too late (b*tch)
we’ll spin a n*gga street like a blu*ray (spin)
hop out, need a jersey in 2k (i do that)
know lil’ quin in the mix like some kool*aid (b*tch)
hit the top, it’s hot like a toupee, yeah (grrt, boom, boom)
[outro]
ayy, hit the top, it’s hot like a toupee
it’s so good like it’s homemade
i just f*cked on your ho last tuesday
i just f*cked on your ho last wednesday
they was showin’ like they didn’t need me
he a worker, we caught him at denny’s
hard summer, it’s up like a clinic
n*gga, yeah
let’s go, let’s go
pew, pew, pew

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