letra de how i'm living - quin nfn
[intro]
smash bros
ayy, hold on, ayy
[chorus]
these hoes want to see how i’m livin’ (gang)
heard i done got rich now them hoes on my d-ck
tryna eat up and kiss on my children (they on)
if you not in your bag, n-gg-, get off your d-ck
if you not on your sh-t then you’re trippin’ (on gang)
little bro with the sh-ts, he just bought a new stick
but i told him cool down so he chillin’ (grrrrah)
all of my n-gg-s be searchin’ for ops in the city
they move, b-tch, you know they is not in the city
i make a mil’ like i’m meek but i’m not up in philly
and all of my shottas come with me (grrrrah)
i’m searchin’ for ops like i brought some binoculars with me
the glock got a stock and a .50 (bop bop)
came out the mud to the hills, ain’t no stoppin’ me really
new balenciaga’s are fittin’ (i’m on it)
[verse]
won’t ever stop at the top ’til i’m drivin’ a bentley (skrrt)
glock need a top for the t-tties
she think she givin’ me top but she toppin’ the glizzy
new drop real wock, not henny (gang, gang)
runnin’ from cops on the block, b-tch, you not finna get me
go slide with the mop ’til it’s empty (grrrrah)
they trippin’ on bro ’cause they know they not finna feel me
on point, b-tch, you not finna k!ll me
these n-gg-s p-ssy these n-gg-s ain’t fit for the pressure
b-tch, i keep a stick for the pressure (a stick)
new pocket rocket, i got it to fit in the sweater
my young n-gg- blitz on whatever
b-tch, you down bad on your d-ck, you better get it together
nfn sh-t is forever (on gang)
came out the four, there’s a ho tryna stick it together
now we livin’ better forever (gang, on gang, hold on)
[chorus]
these hoes want to see how i’m livin’ (gang)
heard i done got rich now them hoes on my d-ck
tryna eat up and kiss on my children (they on)
if you not in your bag, n-gg-, get off your d-ck
if you not on your sh-t then you’re trippin’ (on gang)
little bro with the sh-ts, he just bought a new stick
but i told him cool down so he chillin’ (grrrrah)
all of my n-gg-s be searchin’ for ops in the city
they move, b-tch, you know they is not in the city
i make a mil’ like i’m meek but i’m not up in philly
and all of my shottas come with me (grrrrah)
i’m searchin’ for ops like i brought some binoculars with me
the glock got a stock and a .50 (bop bop)
came out the mud to the hills, ain’t no stoppin’ me really
new balenciaga’s are fittin’ (i’m on it)
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