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quin nfn - straight thru lyrics

verse 1:
they be like quin, why you never come back to the trenches
cause b-tch i dont gotta go back to the trenches
go asks all the opps if i rap what im living
shoebox full of knots, ima stack to the ceiling
heard she wanna f-ck me
cause heard that a n-gga ain’t f-cked up a sac in a minute
but these b-tches know that lil quin trynna f-ck then he finish
on gang then its back to the spinach
d-ck in her mouth like a dentist
pop out, shoot his -ss then we clappin and winning
in the field like a scrimmage
dont come with no smoke, we gon wrap em lik christmas
on gang
all my young n-ggas with it, they told me quit staining
young n-gga you gifted, aye aye
imma box before i pop me a n-gga
you not cause you n-ggas is b-tches
dont f-ck with no text boy
this glock what im holding
get popped like a trojan, its not what you wanted
piped your lil thot, hit the block then im on it
moon rock got me floating, get shot for approaching
no time for a b-tch, im just stack it and grow it
she know how it go, cause she know how im rolling
goosing your b-tch, got her hollering and moaning
tee’d up in the cat, from the night to the morning
ain’t flexing, im pressing they know that i got it
cp3 sh-t, lil bro strapped with a rocket
ain’t rapping for clout, b-tch im profit
this feature ain’t cheap, come and make a deposit
my b-tch got a bag, like we coming from shopping
f-ck from the back, pull her hair while im poppin
your b-tch hanging, out like a wall with the stockings
been applying that smoke, now they want me to stop it
aye you the hoe, you the hoe police
came up now the hoes gon freak
ain’t rubbing woods since some strong og
g-ssed up, and your hoe on eat
b-tch strapped, up velcro on me
pull up on em with a roll on me
in all black, in a four door deep
big glock in the stolo seat
pop em like a pill tell em dont od (overdose)
on ten when im solo d
play around like im down like a four-four speed
broke hoes do the most, on me
you n-ggas (?) i swear yall dont beef
yall n-ggas be oh so sweet
how you wanna be cuffed up with a n-gga, and you f-cked on my bro lowkey
these n-ggas hate it, you seen the look on they faces, when they seen a young n-gga make it
but thas motivation, got on my sh-t to the fullest
dont give me the chance, imma take it
no time for the waiting, my young n-ggas strapped like the haitians
be quiet cause he still on probation, and im trynna chase it
the coup that we got, really came with no top, like the motherf-cker naked

- quin nfn lyrics

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