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new detroit flow - quin nfn lyrics

[intro]
(getta beats)
pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew (yeah, what we tell n*ggas, yeah, mm)
pew, pew, pew, pew, pew
huh, hey (b*tch)

[verse]
i be tired of n*ggas hatin’, that sh*t be nonsense (that sh*t be nonsense)
and everybody in the club with me some convicts (felons)
huh, we’ll pop your ass for all to conflict (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
f*ck a opp n*gga b*tch, record it for some contеnt (d*mn)
ayy, all the fake gangster n*ggas runnin’ thе hoes off (runnin’ the hoes off)
heard your partner out the county ’cause he told all (he told, wait)
i be on the bench sippin’ wocky with my toes crossed (ha)
really want some head, but you can still come take your clothes off (d*mn)
ayy, shot his sh*t, had to call the police on me, i was k!llin’ it (ayy)
i be f*ckin’ hood hoes ’cause quincho like ’em ignorant (ignorant)
ayy, bro just 5’5 with a deuce five inside his timberlands (pew, pew, pew, pew)
i don’t want that tw*t, i heard it’s hot, i call it cinnamon (d*mn)
ayy, n*ggas act like gangster’s ’til it’s time to do some time (do some time)
ayy, n*ggas got the lo’, but still be actin’ like we high (we outside)
know you ain’t no sh*t, but talk your ass off (b*tch)
i be in the thought, i made her choke, she got a bad cough (nah)
huh, huh, she say i ain’t sh*t, but that’s my dad’s fault (that’s my dad’s fault)
huh, n*ggas broke and they can’t even take the cast off (b*tch)
ayy, shoulda slid when your big bro ‘nem got his ass chalked (he a cop)
bro, i want you to know who popped your ass, he took the mask off (ha)
ayy, why these n*ggas cappin’ like i switched on ’em? (like i switched on ’em?)
huh, now i gotta pick on ’em, lil’ bro tryna sit on him (pew, pew, pew, pew)
f*ck it, give him smooch, but he too broke to drop a hit on him (ayy)
shooter in your bush like he’s zeal, he got that sh*t on him (ayy, ugh)
i love what she do to me, but lowkey, i can’t love the b*tch (i can’t love the b*tch)
you ain’t swing no iron up on your side, then you can’t f*ck with this
ayy, gotta be on my side and this new 9, that’s why i’m confident (pew, pew, pew, pew)
i just signed a deal and had a meetin’ with the government, n*gga, yeah (i just signed)
you ain’t involved ’cause n*ggas hit your dog and put his paws up n*ggas better learn to grow some b*lls and call the laws up (n*gga)
hit his b*tch and made her drop her draws and tore the halls up (ha)
n*ggas losin’ on the score, tryna convince us, y’all luck
n*ggas know we all look ’cause we been chasin’ cheesecake
put a g on top his noggin, i feel like i’m green bay
bro travel just to cross over and shoot him, teammate (grrah)
don’t get knocked up off your pivot with this never*seen k (with this k)
we got never seen cases, you got never seen smoke
i got god up on my side, so i don’t never need hope
n*ggas sellin’ out of cubes and they ain’t never seen dope (b*tch)
let the chopper hit his partner, now my lil’ bro seein’ ghost (grrah, bah, bah, bah)
down in texas with the sh*t, them n*ggas say i’m top ten (ten)
huh, how you tryna slide for me and we ain’t locked in? (locked in)
ayy, bro ‘nem hit two different corners, got him boxed in (ha)
ayy, if she don’t give that noggin up, then she can’t hop in (hop in)
if she don’t get that noggin up, then i can’t get her number
ayy, if baby p*ssy good, i f*ck around and say i love her (love her)
kel been in the trap, so he been steady changin’ numbers (phone)
bro feel like he russel, he gon’ slide through with that thunder (grrt)
feel like major payne ’cause we gon’ step inside the field
ayy, bro, been fightin’ depression, he been steady poppin’ seals ayy, quincho bought some ice ’cause i ain’t never got the chills (never got the chills)
ayy, n*ggas green as pickles, that’s why they ain’t got a deal (nah)
n*ggas never caught a k!ll, that’s why they reppin’ on them x
put them shooters in that field and they gon’ do you n*ggas bad (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
why he actin’ like he real, but i see through these n*ggas glass (b*tch)
i’m the snake inside your lawn, i shoot through you n*ggas grass (grrah)
[outro]
yeah
i shoot through you n*ggas grass
uh, uh, uh, i can see through you n*ggas bad
n*ggas always stand, that’s somethin’ n*ggas lack
n*ggas take the pressure, goin’ out sad, these n*ggas f*gs
i’m young and pumped up, yeah

- quin nfn lyrics

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