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lil quantum - city shadows lyrics

[intro]
ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, we in this b+tch
slatt, slatt, woo
pull up, pull up, pull up, big quantum, man (baow, baow, talk to ’em)
n+ggas know what the f+ck goin’ on, i’m slime, b+tch (yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, 10+16 sh+t, gang, gang, gang)

[verse 1]
i say, i want that choppa, i want that smoke
lil’ n+gga but i’m wild, first one to pop off while y’all stay broke (baow, baow)
i don’t argue with clowns, i don’t give a f+ck ‘bout what you type (nah)
leave the pole in the whip, make a n+gga duck, this ain’t no hype (grraow, grraow)
do what the f+ck i want, you n+ggas just stumble and trip (uh+uh)
i don’t f+ck with fake n+ggas, y’all lame as f+ck, whole clique skip (skip, skip)
cop a new strap in a week, check your block before i dip (brr, brr, brr)
i run solo, one+man army, f+ck friends, i don’t need no script (nah)
walk in the spot, everybody duck, i make the whole room flip (baow, baow, baow)
you talk tough but never pop, slime ass, y’all just slip (slatt, slatt)
shorty on my team, she ball, take your ho, she gon’ drip (woo, drip)
hotbox whip, smell like smoke, fog thick, can’t see sh+t (skrrt, skrrt)
y’all scared to pull heat, i was the one they call first (baow, baow)
jump in the beef? lil quantum first to put you in the dirt (grraow, grraow)
buckz caught slippin’, we don’t back, put him on watch, he hurt (ribbit, ribbit)

[interlude]
all y’all haters need to step off, don’t touch my drip
i’m quantum, mr. savage, ghost mode, trap king, all that gang sh+t
ain’t no regular rapper, i’m a demon in these streets, b+tch
[verse 2]
we don’t bleed, we make the block bleed, you n+ggas soft, can’t touch me (baow)
don’t need no backup, pop out solo, clip full, you lucky (brr, brr)
i don’t rap, i make chaos, i don’t give a f+ck about the charts (nah)
hop on the beat, run my mouth, y’all ain’t ready for this art (grraow)
should’ve listened to bro, head messed up, therapy ain’t cheap (nah)
used to ride with snakes, now they dead to me, watch ‘em creep (baow)
don’t get it twisted, i still suit up, i ain’t no celeb (slatt, slatt)
forever rollin’ off pills, ecstasy poppin’, that’s my rep (woo)
y’all make me mad, y’all life weak, i’m on another wave (wave)
thinkin’ your squad strong? nah, cut that grass, i pave my lane (skrrt)
lil’ bronem on they ass, don’t know sh+t ‘bout mercy (uh+uh)
cuz pull up, they grab poles, keys, and pads, straight to the service (baow)

[outro]
shorties quick to suit up, quick to pop x, quick to ride (brrat, brrat)
real ones only, lil’ n+gga, no cappin’ in my city
slatt, slatt, city shadows, we ghostin’

- lil quantum lyrics

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