zqnnex – talk lyrics
can’t f+ck with these n+ggas
these n+ggas all talk
got a bag in the back
and a glock up front
gettin’ the bands
what more could i want?
n+ggas is clones
that boy walk how i walk
run up on me, we gon’ leave him for dead
23 shots, mj to yo head
mechanical choppa, get hit with the lead
shorty wan’ f+ck, i’ma leave her on read
on gang
got a glock on my hip
a n+gga gettin’ the chips
shorty lovin’ my fit
so she be all on my d+ck
gettin’ the dough
give a f+ck ‘bout a b+tch
we be wylin’
slidin’ on n+ggas with sticks
leave him for ransom
she throw it back, tiktok, that b+tch dancin’
smoke on yo pack, lil’ b+tch where yo mans been?
countin’ my racks, gettin’ bread, we advancing
move with thе mob, know them n+ggas is chanting
can’t f+ck with these n+ggas
thеse n+ggas all talk
got a bag in the back
and a glock up front
gettin’ the bands
what more could i want?
n+ggas is clones
that boy walk how i walk
run up on me, we gon’ leave him for dead
23 shots, mj to yo head
mechanical choppa, get hit with the lead
shorty wan’ f+ck, i’ma leave her on read
on gang
aye, apply the pressure lil’ n+gga
keep the strap tucked, in case there is an issue lil’ n+gga
watch out before them bullets come to hit you lil’ n+gga
keep a switch on my side, it’s time to clip a lil’ n+gga
it got violent, time to make the issue a lil’ bigger
move with the mob
he get hit in his top
shorty wantin’ my d+ck
cuz she f+ck with my rocks
got a big ass chop, get to shreddin’ down an oppa
shorty want the racks, b+tch i can’t take yo offer
can’t f+ck with these n+ggas
these n+ggas all talk
got a bag in the back
and a glock up front
gettin’ the bands
what more could i want?
n+ggas is clones
that boy walk how i walk
run up on me, we gon’ leave him for dead
23 shots, mj to yo head
mechanical choppa, get hit with the lead
shorty wan’ f+ck, i’ma leave her on read
on gang
fireworks, n+ggas see the flash, and it’s over
violence, blood on his brand new clothes, oh
find him, n+ggas gon’ act like a hoe
we be slidin’, takin’ his dough and his soul
22 shots to his dome, wish him well
give that boy demons, we send him to h+ll
tryna make the bread, smokin’ gas no sh+ll
big draco, it sing like adele
can’t f+ck with these n+ggas
these n+ggas all talk
got a bag in the back
and a glock up front
gettin’ the bands
what more could i want?
n+ggas is clones
that boy walk how i walk
run up on me, we gon’ leave him for dead
23 shots, mj to yo head
mechanical choppa, get hit with the lead
shorty wan’ f+ck, i’ma leave her on read
on+
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