Letra de Loose Lips - Quin NFN

Shoot the bitch 'til it OD, uh

Shoot the O 'til it OD, uh

Uh-huh, huh

Ayy, Glock got a switch on the back and that ho shoot the bitch 'til it OD ('Til it overdose)

Huh, I'd probably just be a nerd if I knew everybody was police (Damn)

Huh, I'm tryna go make a double-up, I got my muscle up, protein (I got my muscle up)

Huh, won't never go like a dope fiend, but I got a fetish for money and codeine (I got a fetish)

Ayy, I got a fetish for gettin' to that chicken, ciabatta, that paper, them blue strips (That blue)

Ayy, I'm on the big screen, no icin', whip cream, course I pulled up in a cool whip (He gone)

Huh, ARP blow through the side door, just like a slide show, bitch hold two clips (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)

Somebody pass me the scissors, I cut all my niggas for talkin' with loose lips (Talkin' with loose lips)

Ayy, I'ma just cut niggas off when they go 'gainst the grain, it ain't nothin' else to do 'bout it (Do 'bout it)

Act like the big man inside of this warzone, smush 'em and tell 'em to golauge it (He gone)

Ayy, I don't like bein' in the middle like Malcom, I know situations be two-sided

Ayy, ain't trickin' on bitches, it's 392 off the lot, I just bought her the new body

Ayy, mama, I just bought a new car, but I'm tryna go get a new house (Full crib)

Lil' bro just bought him a stick, huh, he tryna go make niggas move out (Ayy, get out)

Don't make us mad, it's y'all who called the basket, by playin' this ho, it's a shoot-out

Ayy, Kel had to go find a new route, uh, so he grabbed some 'bows and flew out

Ayy, I had stay off the internet, wasn't really feelin' that 'cause I don't like y'all (Nah)

Huh, bro grabbed the G-Lock, then hit the room, start sprayin', introduce him to lights on

I won a race, when I'm in the place, I feel like a face 'cause I ball

Huh, won't never trip on a bitch, but if I meet Rihanna, I fuck around, might fall

Hey, Glock got a switch on the back and that ho shoot the bitch 'til it OD ('Til it OD)

Huh, I'd probably just be a nerd if I knew everybody was police

Huh, I'm tryna go make a double-up, I got my muscle up, protein (I got my weight up)

Huh, won't never go like a dope fiend, but I got a fetish for money and codeine (Money and codeine)

Ayy, I got a fetish for gettin' to that chicken, ciabatta, that paper, them blue strips (That blue)

Ayy, I'm on the big screen, no icin', whip cream, course I pulled up in a cool whip

Huh, ARP blow through the side door, just like a slide show, bitch hold two clips (Yee)

Somebody pass me the scissors, I cut all my niggas for talkin' with loose lips (Talkin' with loose lips)

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