QUICK SAND

(Album: DR TRAP 2 - 2022)

Uh (Oh Skinny, you wilding nigga)
Big bands

Sipping on Wockesha with the seal, that shit was quicksand
She was mixing Molly with the Yola, make a bitch dance
Fiends taking Fentanyl, it got them niggas kickstand
Dude be always talking to the police, he the snitch man

Nigga, you tripping
Said he dropped his mixtape on DatPiff, but who listen?
I don't think the diamonds on this chain real, like, too glisten
I ain't even satisfied with one, I need two bitches
Uh, respectfully
Notice how he had to pay for the head, I get neck for free
They be out here talking to feds, that sound fake to me
They on Instagram like a thugger, that's some make-believe
I ain't got no time to die, nigga, like I'm James Bond
How you say you down to ride, nigga, but you ain't calm?
Bullets all up in your ride, nigga, call up State Farm, uh
[?], baby, go walk the [?], baby, she run that up
I got the K lately, I keep it off safety, I mean don't touch
You niggas mad 'bout it, it's 'cause they had doubted and now I'm up
I been the man, nigga, I know the plan, nigga, and y'all just stuck, uh
Pussy, cup is spilling over
That ain't even real drip, nigga, y'all rocking Fashion Nova
Only speaking real shit, nigga, I'm a fucking soldier
I'm the hardest of various ages, nigga, you should call me Hova
I let that ride 'cause they ain't understand
But I bet your baby mama knows that I'm the fucking man
And I walk around with Pistols on me and these fucking bands
If you try to run up on me, nigga, there ain't no fucking chance

Sipping on Wockesha with the seal, that shit was quicksand
She was mixing Molly with the Yola, make a bitch dance
Fiends taking Fentanyl, it got them niggas kickstand
Dude be always talking to the police, he the snitch man

Uh-uh, uh-uh, Hov