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quin nfn & lil 2z - 2's and 4's lyrics

[verse 1: lil 2z]
i just been in my lane, i’ve been coolin’, relaxin’
i only pulled up just to pick up the bag
and they speak on my name, but i get to the action
i just spent n+gga ring on a lil’ bit of fashion
the wierd thing is that we don’t do the average
[?] dissin’, just tell ’em what happened
i’ve been stackin’ my lettuce, might k!ll ’em, my cabbage
pull up to yo door like i’m leavin’ a package
keep my pockets on double stack, look like a oreo
and we dropped the ticket if you grabbin’ two or mo’
i put that 2 on my back like i’m julio
did this at the crib, i didn’t go to the studio
set up the plan, go score, ricky rubio
played the right card to get dealt with like yugio
i walk through the valley of death like i’m coolio
that ass so fat, i couldn’t even find a booty hole
[verse 2: quin nfn]
put the 4 in my back like i’m stunned
i ran up some numbers, got me some investments
strapped with that iron, better watch who you pressin’ (pow, pow, pow)
i stepped on that boy with some jordan 11’s (haaa)
quick to drop down with that rod, we ain’t sketchin’
i stayed down fo’ show, that’s what made me a legend (stayed down)
nothin’ to lose, ain’t got nothin’ to hide
i’m on sub seven figures, my only confession (b+tch)
i lost my dawg, on god i was stressin’
still cut like a barber, my water refreshin’
been through some sh+t, so my heart a lil’ damaged
walk up on this car, bet this car [?] (pow, pow, pow)
got love for the cougars, it’s hard to be managed
this [?] this talkin’ [?]
thankful for god, but i walk with a kenny
told the b+tch ”watch how you talk to a bandit” (watch how you talk to)
just me and 2 and all of the 4’s
we put extensions on all of these poles (pow, pow, pow, pow)
took n+ggas lifes, so he walk with a saw
i’m bougie now, i’on even talk to these hoes (i’on even talk to ’em)
bought a few clothes, but i’m stackin’ my ends
pull out the slingshot, then back to the bands
givin’ out shots, we ain’t passin’ no hands
can’t f+ck on a kid, she ain’t havin’ no friends

- quin nfn lil 2z lyrics

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