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blickem - quin nfn lyrics

[intro]
ayy, ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh
ayy, ayy (let’s go, ayo, pete, turn me up)
ayy, ayy, this ain’t that, that ain’t this (it ain’t)
we got scales like we move fish (it ain’t)
lil’ bro ain’t deebo, he got bricks (he ain’t)
lil’ bro not deebo, but he got bricks (d*mn)
i spent that bag ’cause she look rich (i spent)
spent that bag ’cause that ho thick (that bag)
spent that bank ’cause she got hits (she do)
i spent that bank to get you hit, let’s go

[verse 1]
ayy, ayy, she say she never did f*ck on a rapper, but feel like she done did it before (did it before)
i hit the ho like i hit it before (hit it before), i hope the b*tch really give me some more (d*mn)
take her to saks, her ass can’t fit in them clothes
i told the ho give me some throat (noggin)
d*mn, i got a dream, now she out of control, make the ho get in that mood (ooh)
that ain’t this and this ain’t that, lil’ bro gon’ cl!ck when i say cl!ck (brrt)
whenever we f*ckin’, she look back, whenever i f*ck her, she look back (ooh)
we make movies, i can’t act (i can’t)
she my sh*t, she my lil’ snack (she is, ooh)
up that bl!ck and he move back (boom, boom, boom, boom), up that bl!ck and he move back (d*mn)

[chorus]
we gon’ bl!ck him, huh (yeah), bl!ck him, huh (yeah), bl!ck him, huh (ooh, yeah), bl!ck him, huh (d*mn, yeah)
bl!ck him, huh (huh), bl!ck him, huh (grraow, grraow), bl!ck him, (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
n*gga play and we gon’ bl!ck him, huh (yeah), bl!ck him, huh (yeah), bl!ck him, huh (phew, yeah), bl!ck him, huh (pew, pew, pew)
bl!ck him, huh (yeah), bl!ck him (ooh), bl!ck him
n*gga play and we gon’— (grraow, grraow)
[verse 2]
i feel like no n*gga bigger than me, ain’t no n*gga bigger than me (me)
i’m from the four, but they know it’s free 23, hop out the car with that g (g)
i know that ho got a ass from her momma, flew her to miami, on top of the seat (we gone)
and she tryna come right home, put the coochie on me and eat it up, bon appétit (noggin)
she some lil’ thick sh*t, on top of her sh*t, she rich, i f*ck ’round and hit (hit)
lil’ bro got a glitch, a switch on back of the bl!ck (grrt), get hit, you f*ck ’round and twitch (twitch)
i gotta p*ss ’cause sticks been pourin’ up tris, rose gold all on my kit (drank)
lil’ bro tryna blitz with this four nick’, he p*ssed, leave a n*gga ass in a ditch (pew, pew, pew, pew)
y’all like to run with bums, go get you some funds, i need the whole thing, not a crumb (get the whole thing)
i need a ho that’s dumb, that like to trick on me for fun, she one of them ones (yeah)
she say she need me like air, so i’m all in her lungs, blow out her back ’til she cum
i know she scared of her bd, but when he see me, he run, he already know that (d*mn)

- quin nfn lyrics

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