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shiki quentrell - trapbrunch freestyle lyrics

verse: nicólas soul
you know nrn be the wave
these n+ggas got brave
and mentioned my name
i pull up with shooters
who empty ya brain
and p+ss on ya grave
like travis and ye
debating my status
but hop on my lane
these n+ggas is funny i swear
y’all same n+ggas in january
who be yelling “it’s gone be my year”
and that’s every year
but we don’t do that over here
we get to the money
and profit
and that’s word to prophet
ahead of my time
ain’t no stopping
the vision is clear
cause i’m switching my optics
i see past the bull
like a matador plotting
red be in all in my eyes
searching for blood
just to pass up the time
and make you rewind
when i’m hashing out lines
swear i’m a k!ller
i be booling with my hittas
see my women like the ups
i request, they deliver
way too grimey
never filter
cause the flow is r rated
yet these n+ggas liam neeson flows
and swear they innovative
umm please stop
drop yo mic
you ain’t even half ass nice
man all yo cases lower
and i been the one to capitalize
on any given beat
you diss the squad
you diss me
and i promise you don’t want them problems
leave you 6 feet
verse ii: shiki
worried imma see ya girl and make her collier girl
you tried to call ya girl she blocked ya number now her new name gobert (ooh!)
said she wanna chi+town n+gga, like go bears (ooh)
said her last n+gga was wack, he don’t compare (ooh)
christmas in july, oh yeah…
my flow is a gift
nu shiki got presence, he don’t get no skips
i beyblade a verse way i let that sh+t rip
i’m sippin my tea and keeping the peace with the fl!ck of the bic
until i get mad and then uzi the track at the fl!ck of a wrist
so swallow these clips
they say they wan race
these kernel rappers is my popcorn
i’m chef curry with this pot boy
hidden figures wanna murder n+ggas but i’m steph curry with this shot boy
swervin over tryna block the kid, ya better plaxico before i
shoo
shoo
shoot ya leg like i’m blocboy
yeah i’m hot boy
400 degreez but i’m cooler than couples that’s laid up up under a tree
saucy like pasta, my hair gettin locked up
i’m awesome, moonwalkin while wearing my 3s
focused on chedda, my smile mozzarella, i’m goulda as long as i get all my cheese
pockets go popeye i need all my greens
we the nurenaissance, f+ck do you mean?

- shiki quentrell lyrics

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