QUAGEN Lyrics

Told that boy, if I get locked up, better bail me out

Bring ya mafia, at me bitch, yeah we gon' get loud

Told that pussy boy, better shut up, better not make a sound

Yea we get to blasting all these rounds, bodies all on the ground

Sippin' on that quagen, got a punk bitch and she into satan

Hit it from the back, gon' get to slayin

She off the drugs, she brainless

Twin glocks, we shootin' aimless

Fuck 12, you know they tainted

And your girl just a slut to me, I'm him, fuckin' with an A-list

M.I.A. to N.Y.C. , for the fashion week

Smoke on a blunt, ash on my tee

And your bitch with me

That pretty bitch, she just a fiend

Fiendin' for my lean

Shut up, lil bitch, she into me

Fuckin' on my team

On my T.E.A.M.

Get you hit, with the B.E.A.M.

That lil' thot want me up, in her D.M.

Beggin' for me to flick up, in her BeReal

Sorry, ain't gon' be there

I don't do no pictures, wit no bitches, I rock with extensions

Make her body rock, I make her feel it, then she in her feelin's

All y'all talkin' gangster, y'all just actors, y'all just be pretendin'

'Cause I know when shit get hard get real, y'all boys aint bout the killin'

Y'all aint bout that killin'

Blood is spillin'

Yeah we really drillin'

If you keep talkin' sweet, you dissapearin'

Make ya ass go missin'

200 rounds, up the stick

On your block, yeah we really millin'

Yea you know we bout to run this mission

Just need you to listen

Sippin' on that quagen, got a punk bitch and she into satan

Hit it from the back, gon' get to slayin

She off the drugs, she brainless

Twin glocks, we shootin' aimless

Fuck 12, you know they tainted

And your girl just a slut to me, I'm him, fuckin' with an A-list

Sippin' on that quagen, got a punk bitch and she into satan

Hit it from the back, gon' get to slayin

She off the drugs, she brainless

Twin glocks, we shootin' aimless

Fuck 12, you know they tainted

And your girl just a slut to me, I'm him, fuckin' with an A-list