letra de quit actin - dracbaby
[intro]
(ayy, young zoe, turn up on they ass)
never spinned this block, you ain’t even ’bout that action
quit actin’, you don’t want smoke with my gang, you ain’t even got automatic
you ain’t tryna paint that car for real
[chorus]
boy, quit cappin’, you ain’t never spinned this block, you ain’t even ’bout that action (stop lyin’)
quit actin’, you don’t want smoke with my gang, you ain’t even got automatic (you ain’t got no b-tton)
you ain’t tryna paint that car for real, you don’t want [?] to come rappin’ (on god)
you wanna chase that clout you chasin’? n-gga, you ain’t ready for all that [no casket?] (you ain’t ready to die)
better stop playin’ ‘fore them young n-ggas lay in your grass (wait on ya)
waitin’ on your ass come here for some lil’-ass bread and tap your ass (yeah)
keep makin’ them songs, i’ma get you, trail you in traffic, get did like your dad (like your dad)
try to run from that fire, i’ma chase you, ricky your ass, get shot in your back (get shot)
[verse]
i got some money, i ain’t even finna use that sh-t, ain’t gon’ make a n-gga drop that bread (i don’t use it)
put that switch on repeat, make you run, get shot in your face, make you drop your dreads (n-gga, drop your face)
you probably don’t want no smoke with my gang, i know they scared (scared)
they really lost all they steppers, somebody go bring foenem from the dead (go get ’em)
somebody go get ’em, they in the hospital (tough)
n-gga block got spinned and his man ain’t slide, them is not your n-ggas (they ain’t)
got 5.56 and this 7.62 for you b-tch-ass macho n-ggas (for you runners)
don’t wan’ play that sh-t on the side, n-gga come through here, i’ma drop me a n-gga
yeah, i’ma get a n-gga gone
this .223 might shoot through trees, but this draco do a n-gga wrong (draco do a n-gga wrong)
how you gon’ bake me a cake with some weak-ass sh-t? that b-tch don’t turn me on (sh-t weak)
put a switch on the glock for runners, where you gon’ go? we chase sh-t home
where you gon’ go? (where you gon’ go?) this fully gon’ tackle your leg (your leg)
i seen a gangster n-gga beg for his life, he really was out there scared (was out there scared)
i seen a whole block drop they guns and duck they heads
made all them boys hit the ground, i seen a whole block play dead
[chorus]
boy, quit cappin’, you ain’t never spinned this block, you ain’t even ’bout that action
quit actin’, you don’t want smoke with my gang, you ain’t even got automatic (you ain’t got no fully)
you ain’t tryna paint that car for real, you don’t want [?] to come rappin’
you wanna chase that clout you chasin’? n-gga, you ain’t ready for all that [no casket?] (you ain’t ready to die)
better stop playin’ ‘fore them young n-ggas lay in your grass (wait on ya)
waitin’ on your ass come here for some lil’-ass bread and tap your ass
keep makin’ them songs, i’ma get you, trail you in traffic, get did like your dad
try to run from that fire, i’ma chase you, ricky your ass, get shot in your back
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