Straight Thru

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They be like, "Quin, why you never come back to the trenches?"
 'Cause, bitch, I don't gotta go back to the trenches
 Go ask all the opps if I rap what I'm living
 Shoe box full of knots, I'ma stack to the ceiling
 Heard she wanna fuck me
 'Cause I heard that her nigga ain't fucked up a sack in a minute
 But these bitches know that lil' Quin tryna fuck, then he finished
 On gang, then it's back to the spinach
 In her mouth like a dentist
 Pop out, shoot his ass, then we clappin' the witness
 In the field like a scrimmage
 Don't come with no smoke, we gon' wrap 'em like Christmas
 Ayy, on gang, all my young niggas with it
 They told me, "Quit stainin', young nigga, you gifted,"
 Ayy, ayy, I'ma box 'fore I pop me a nigga
 You not 'cause you niggas is bitches
 Ayy, don;t fuck with no TEC's, boy, this Glock what I'm holdin'
 Get popped like a Trojan, it's not what you wanted
 Piped your lil' thot, hit the block, then I'm on it
 Moon rock got me floatin', get shot for approachin'
 No time for a bitch, I just stack it and grow it
 She know how it go 'cause she know how I'm rollin'
 Goosing your bitch, got her hollerin' and moanin'
 T'd up in the cat from the night to the morning
 Ain't flexin', I'm pressin', they know that I got it
 CP3 shit, lil' bro strapped with a rocket
 Ain't rappin' for clout, bitch, I'm rappin' for profit
 This feature ain't cheap, come and make a deposit
 My bitch got a bag like we comin' from shoppin'
 Fuck from the back, pull her hair when I'm poppin'
 Your bitch hangin' out like a wall with a stockin'
 Been applyin' that smoke, now they want me to stop it
 Ayy, you a ho, you the whole police
 Came up, now the hoes gon' freak
 Rolling 'Woods, this some strong OG
 Gassed up and your ho on E
 Strapped up, Velcro on me
 Pull up on em' with a roll on me
 Off black in a four door deep
 Big Glock in the stolo seat
 Pop like a pill, tell 'em, "Don't OD"
 On ten when I'm solo D
 Play around, lay him down, let the .44 speak
 Broke hoes do the most on me
 You niggas vegans, I swear y'all don't want no beef
 Y'all niggas be oh so sweet
 Ayy, how you wanna be cuffed up with a
 Nigga and you fucked on my bro lowkey?
 These niggas hate it
 You seen the look on they faces when they seen a young nigga make it
 But that's motivation, got all my shit to the fullest
 Don't give me the chance, I'ma take it
 No time for the waitin', my young niggas strapped like the Haitians
 Be quiet 'cause he still on probation and I'm tryna chase it
 The coupe that we got really came
 With no top like the motherfucker naked
 

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Duration
02:17
Key
8
Tempo
125 BPM

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