fortnite - yung mal & lil quill lyrics
[intro: lil quill]
this ain’t fortnite, n-gga
on god, huh, yeah
1’5 sh-t
[chorus: lil quill]
i’m in the street, this ain’t fortnite
i hit the b-tch on the first night
all of this cash, can’t ignore, i
shooter pull up on the dirt bike
watchin’ these n-ggas, my fourth eye
couple n-ggas locked down and the time fly
went and bust down my wrist with the white ice
let a n-gga try, yeah, we uppin’ the stick, let his mom die
i’m in the street, this ain’t fortnite
i hit the b-tch on the first night
all of this cash, can’t ignore, i
shooter pull up on the dirt bike
watchin’ these n-ggas, my fourth eye
couple n-ggas locked down and the time fly
went and bust down my wrist with the white ice
let a n-gga try, yeah, we uppin’ the stick, let his mom die
[verse 1: lil quill]
this ain’t fortnite
let go the stick, hit with one eye
plain jane on my wrist, had to act iced
double g on my feet, all the way from my belt to my bowtie
i don’t know why
n-ggas wanna hate but they ho light
quarter milli’ on the wraith when i slide by
couple hundreds stacked up in the safe in case it don’t go right
we don’t do drive-bys
walk up on a n-gga, start a gunfight
got a couple n-ggas doin’ hard time
i ain’t wanna switch so it’s good time
really was a youngin on the 1’5
they gon’ hit your mama and she might die
n-ggas tried to k!ll me, that’s a good try
really come from nothing, had a low eye, hmm
had the black pipe
i was servin’ n-ggas in apart-mights
we was hidin’ grams in the headlights
n-gga hit the cut, see them headlights
n-gga want a rock, it ain’t no white
don’t go for the hype
shooter pull up on the motorbike, huh
been in the streets, i ain’t been on no fortnite
[chorus: lil quill]
i’m in the street, this ain’t fortnite
i hit the b-tch on the first night
all of this cash, can’t ignore, i
shooter pull up on the dirt bike
watchin’ these n-ggas, my fourth eye
couple n-ggas locked down and the time fly
went and bust down my wrist with the white ice
let a n-gga try, yeah, we uppin’ the stick, let his mom die
i’m in the street, this ain’t fortnite
i hit the b-tch on the first night
all of this cash, can’t ignore, i
shooter pull up on the dirt bike
watchin’ these n-ggas, my fourth eye
couple n-ggas locked down and the time fly
went and bust down my wrist with the white ice
let a n-gga try, yeah, we uppin’ the stick, let his mom die
[verse 2: yung mal]
i’m only in town for one night
she gon’ pull up, eat this d-ck like klondike
pull it out, ride it like a motorbike
f-ck her all night, got the b-tch goin’ cross-eyed
top of the condo, we close to the sky
i’m rich as a b-tch, it ain’t sh-t i can’t buy
put a brick on my wrist, made that sh-t in one night
let’s be honest, i’ma chase a bag ’til i die
came from the bottom, my neck got frostbite
my belt is by fendi, my shoes is by off-white
we got the clean dope, sh-t be off-white
ran up my racks, i got big head, bud light
gotta watch your back, n-ggas catch you at the red light
n-gga get the five shot, n-gga, on sight, on sight
pourin’ muddy ’cause that red taste real right
i’m in love with them hundreds but them twenties spread right
stuck in these streets, trap late night
all night flight, can’t go home ’til i get the bread right
only f-ck her once if the head game right
trap beatin’ like a trunk, got the feds at the light
think i’m goin’ broke (huh?), psych (pysch)
got the cash stacked up to my knee height
no, i’m not g-y, but my clothes skin-tight
i’m finna take a trip to portuguese
[chorus: lil quill]
i’m in the street, this ain’t fortnite
i hit the b-tch on the first night
all of this cash, can’t ignore, i
shooter pull up on the dirt bike
watchin’ these n-ggas, my fourth eye
couple n-ggas locked down and the time fly
went and bust down my wrist with the white ice
let a n-gga try, yeah, we uppin’ the stick, let his mom die
i’m in the street, this ain’t fortnite
i hit the b-tch on the first night
all of this cash, can’t ignore, i
shooter pull up on the dirt bike
watchin’ these n-ggas, my fourth eye
couple n-ggas locked down and the time fly
went and bust down my wrist with the white ice
let a n-gga try, yeah, we uppin’ the stick, let his mom die
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