42 dugg - quez free lyrics
[intro]
b+tch, you know antt did the beat
b+tch, you know antt did the
[verse 1]
mr. how+the+f+ck+you+make+it+from+the+bottom
extensions on the choppers, i’m a k!ller, not a robber
fentanyl, oxy’, exotics, spin all, catch me a body
rent, dawg, been gettin’ high, why? (tell me something)
ayy, we been tryna catch a five, send his ass to moxx
quez bond a million, told sarg’ to get ’em out
quez wanna chill, i’ll come and get you now
tez with whatever, b+tch, you stay up out the box
ayy, spazzo, i just blew a million cash and my bag low, f+ck nah
i sell verses now, f+ck, dawg
drekk been on my ass, she just heard i got a ‘cat
this b+tch go over two hunnid, this the one thеy gotta catch
put a p+ssy on a shirt without permission, i don’t need it
put a p+ssy in the dirt for all that dissin’
i should start by doin’ all my versеs out the kitchen, i’m a whippin’ ass
and i ain’t fightin’ no more neither, dada bl!ck his ass
[chorus]
lately, we been dodgin’ indictments
lately, we been f+ckin’ n+ggas’ hoes, ridin’ strikers
i just had to send a couple phones up to mylin, now can you hear me now?
don’t even ask about a b+tch if he ain’t with me now
lately, i been gettin’ to the bag
lately, i been sending to the nat instead of the nash
but i’ll still stuff a freak b+tch and make her drag
lately, i been pourin’ fours up, droppin’ five
[verse 2]
mr. i+just+bought+a+red+eye, i heard them b+tches dangerous
b+tch, if all them n+ggas dead, why the f+ck y’all still claimin’?
shoot him twice and get him famous
i’ll turn into the devil, momma know that i’m angel
i can’t say i hate all bloods, a couple of my n+ggas bangin’
big gang sh+t, i post a b+tch in the city, you think i ain’t hit?
i got her f+ckin’ my n+gga, we on the same tip
rosé bottles, case full of cristal
used to be thuggin’, doggy, he a b+tch now
wayburn and whittier, a couple blocks from 6 mile
i don’t like no pictures, b+tch, i don’t do no kissin’
i ain’t squashin’ sh+t and i put that on my n+gga
[chorus]
lately, we been dodgin’ indictments
lately, we been f+ckin’ n+ggas’ hoes, ridin’ strikers
i just had to send a couple phones up to mylin, now can you hear me now?
don’t even ask about a b+tch if he ain’t with me now
lately, i been gettin’ to the bag
lately, i been sending to the nat instead of the nash
but i’ll still stuff a freak b+tch and make her drag
lately, i been pourin’ fours up, droppin’ five
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