Lyrics:
20,000 grams on my hands, not at once, see?
Quarter pound a month if I gotta put it bluntly
20,000 grams on my hands, not at once, see?
Quarter
impractical
But I'll stop complaining cuz I'm not a fool I'm not a fool
It's a Midwest nightmare baby
It's too late to be going crazy
It's not even a quarter
sipping
Look at the way I'm dripping
These niggas know I'm different
Aye Look at the scale I tipped it
They threw me a bale I flipped it
I need a quarter
Good smoke good smooooke yeah
Yeah
Good dope good doooope yeah
Yeah
Good throat good throoooat yeah
Aaaah ahhhhhh ah
Quarter thousand for a cutie
I need a minute, it is okay
I need a minute to switch up the lanes
Life's a speed race
Just tryna move at my own pace
Living my life a Quarter mile
I'm in a quarter life crisis
Looking for an answer but I can't find it
High stakes and high prices
Nothing's on the line except the rest of my life
in quarters
I'm paying for a 40 in quarters
I'm paying for a 40 in quarters
Trying so hard to be everybody's baby
Acting as if asked, "how will you
opened your mouth
Though I was losing my mind.
Cause you always tend to bring up
everything in me that kills all the fun
No quarter
I'm keeping it all for
Nyu
Nyu
Yeah
Madem wenu, nawachota
Ukidump mmoja unapata Nyundo ameokota
Wanawatoka juu mmesota
We popping Möet over here na nyi mnapop ma quarter
make them sneeze
I smoke that gas and then I breathe them quarters ice
I make them sneeze
I smoke that gas and then I breathe them quarters ice
I make
Yea
27K Baracka
You feel me
Yea
Okay
4th Quarter
Yea you know I'm a top shotta
Exporter
How I chop all this god damn mulla
Big dollas
Swap
Trap sot still boomin
I got a quarter ticket' in the house
Shh
Trap spot still boomin
I got a quarter brick on me now
Yeah Trap spot still boomin
I
It's Jekasole (Oh oh oh)
Nah nah,nah,nah
Aye aye aye
It's a quarter past two
(Quarter past two)
Still think about you
(Still think about you)
I ain't
Don't you know that I danced
I danced 'til a quarter to three
With the help last night of Daddy G
He was swingin on the sax like a nobody could
And I
I got me a deuce and a quarter, babe
She will ride you right
Pick you up 'bout half past nine
We can ride all night
Came up from the country,
alive
But I know love begins at 8:45.
The stars are gonna twinkle and shine,
How they'll shine!
This evening about a quarter to nine.
My loving
I stopped at a road house in Texas
A little place called hamburger dan's
I put a quarter in the jukebox
Play the truck drivin' man
The waitress
on the grind
Punching your code if you want these nickles, quarters and dimes
I got the ghetto soed up like mack diamonds and windy
And I got more sealers
eyes
Won't you come and sit with me?
I'll tell you all my lies
Hey baby, it's a quarter to eight
I feel I'm in the mood
Hey baby, the hour is late
In this terrarium lives a librarian
Spending her money at the grocery store
And there at the grocery store, out from the register
Comes a quarter
your sewer boots on before your ass gets licked
And if you don't like it, then hey, fuck you
So put a quarter in your ass 'cause you played yourself
flickers
I'm in the projects ballin' with my niggas
I'm hustlin' quarters and thirty sacks
Niggas ain't fuckin' with dirty sacks
I'm hustlin' I got those
your sewer boots on before your ass gets licked
And if you don't like it, then hey, fuck you
So put a quarter in your ass 'cause you played yourself
wanna come through
Quarter after two
Just to put it down on you
You make me wanna replay
All of those things
That you and me, we do
You make me
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