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Quarter Million

 

Quarter Million

(albüm: In Bank We Trust - 2020)


I pull the trigger like MacGyver (Woo, woo)
Young nigga balling, I got the eye of the tiger (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pussy nigga lying, most these niggas is liars (Fuck 'em)
I got them bitches in, nigga, I'm the supplier (I got 'em)
Nigga playing crazy, blatt, assault rifle (Rrah)
You niggas ain't in your street, you pussy niggas some swipers (Pussy boy)
Cashed out for my shit, pussy, I got the title (Yeah)
Keep it always real, nigga, that's on the Bible

Whip a quarter mil', jewelry a quarter mil' (Mil')
Spot a quarter mil' (Mil'), crib, mil' (Mil')
No deal (Deal), popping seal (Woo)
Pitney Park (Woo), four wheel (Yeah, yeah)
Crib a quarter mil', jewelry a quarter mil' (Mil')
Spent a quarter mil' (Mil'), and it wasn't even a year (Bank)
Brand new Benz and it wasn't even this year (Woo)
It come out next year, a quarter mil' for him

Quarter mil' for this, a mil' for that
Hundred mil' for the crib, but it was a rat, it was a flat
I was broke as hell, all my partners, they wouldn't give me nothing
I was tryna get it, trapping hard, we had the spot on stunting
Ran off on your boy with a whole damn fifty pack (I'm gone)
Ran off on your boy, fifty pack, fifty racks flat (I'm gone)
Fifty racks gone, pussy boy, you ain't get nothing back (No)
Million dollar status 'fore a nigga ever started to rap
All these hundreds on me, I keep fanning (Woo)
You pussy ass niggas probably fuck a tranny (What?)
The way these niggas snitching, they hope 12 come bind me (Haha)
Used to sell grams right outside of my granny's, yeah

Whip a quarter mil', jewelry a quarter mil' (Mil')
Spot a quarter mil' (Mil'), crib, mil' (Mil')
No deal (Deal), popping seal (Woo)
Pitney Park (Woo), four wheel (Yeah, yeah)
Crib a quarter mil', jewelry a quarter mil' (Mil')
Spent a quarter mil' (Mil'), and it wasn't even a year (Bank)
Brand new Benz and it wasn't even this year (Woo)
It come out next year, a quarter mil' for him

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