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264 quez - basically lyrics

[intro: 264 quez & horsetheone]
(kilo) think square my favorite shape
n+ggas know what the f+ck goin’ on (smoke on the beat)
deuce
on go

[verse 1: horsetheone & 264 quez]
we on harper, pull on connor, slow it down, hit a right (slow it down)
pull seven blocks down, get to blowin’, it’s on site (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
[?] premeditated murders got the feds in our life (yeah)
every time i slimed out, i tell the bros move right
i’m in the all black audi, all my jewels on
pull up mgm, top floor with bad b+tches (bad b+tches)
they think my people on the farm, we got mad chickens (mad chickens)
i think square my favoritе shape, i got grams shiftin’ (bricks)
do a heat check, if his gun cold, hе gotta leave the block (bye)
we gon’ keep lettin’ off these rounds until a n+gga drop
he got opps and he got opps
and she got opps and i got opps, how many people we can top?

[chorus: horsetheone & 264 quez]
basically, whoever got the money, that’s who win the war
basically, i got a pint of liquor, finna hit a wh0re
basically, we murder town to town, think we on a tour (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
basically, we pullin’ on these triggers ’til our fingers sore
basically, whoever got the money, that’s who win the war (what?)
basically, i got a pint of liquor, finna hit a wh0re (what?)
basically, we murder town to town, think we on a tour (what?)
basically, we pullin’ on these triggers ’til our fingers sore (what?)
[verse 2: 264 quez]
basically, we slidin’, knock sh+t down when drill
we in a race, how many from the other side can we k!ll?
i get sh+t faced and i’m quick to slime you out for the mill’
i call the shot, i’m the one say that you good, let you live (let ’em live)
spinned every block and still ain’t none of you p+ssies appear
when we spin through, we bound to k!ll everything but a kid
b+tch, you a rat, you did that, you can’t take back what you said
keep sayin’ what you ’bout to do gon’ have you endin’ up dead
b+tch, we on go, we ain’t playin’, we hit a head, not a leg (bah, bah, bah)
no, he can’t vote, [?], but he a felon again
you ‘posed to whacked the one that told, what you gon’ let him again?
over even, that sh+t cap, we done dropped several of dreads (n+gga)

[chorus: horsetheone & 264 quez]
basically, whoever got the money, that’s who win the war
basically, i got a pint of liquor, finna hit a wh0re (what?)
basically, we murder town to town, think we on a tour (what?)
basically, we pullin’ on these triggers ’til our fingers sore (what?)
basically, whoever got the money, that’s who win the war
basically, i got a pint of liquor, finna hit a wh0re
basically, we murder town to town, think we on a tour (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
basically, we pullin’ on these triggers ’til our fingers sore

[verse 3: horsetheone & 264 quez]
basically, i don’t give a f+ck how you feel
we lost our brother, ain’t no limit to the people we k!ll
we in a striker, this a trackhawk (trackhawk)
i’m out the window with a drac’, seein’ red, knockin’ caps off
[outro: 264 quez]
n+gga, on go
b+tch, we active, we ain’t cappin’
we really active, we ain’t cappin’, n+gga
yeah

- 264 quez lyrics

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