Quasimodo

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Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
He be out here
Trying to make him a name
Please don't be dumb
Trying to reach for my chain
Hand him a shovel
He dig his own grave
The nina a zombie
Gone eat up his brain
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
Really a Demon
Boy you not possessed
Word on the street
It's a check on yo head
He think with his dick
For a bitch he gone flex
That be that shit
Get you hit in yo neck
Darkskin bitch named CoCo
Got her shaking her ass
On my go pro
When I f*ck from the back
Take a photo
Put a hunch in her back
Quasimodo
Y'all be stepping on shit
With caution
I be stepping on rocks
No shoes on
Make a n**** fold up
No futon
Got me stacking my bread
No croutons
Got a black and white bitch
No panda
She only want to
F*ck on camera
They only want
Beef on the internet
Type shit
And I really ain't in to that
If they want smoke
Its the end that
Maryvale got me
Smoking on a lot of pack
Disrespect it's a hole
In yo fitted cap
Now go pray for yo man
He ain't coming back
I done see real n*****
Turn into rats
I done see main hoes
Turn into sluts
You get hit in yo shit fuckin
Around with us
Ain't moving for shit
Only for them bucks
Minnesota my heart cold, cold
Only putting my trust inside a pole
These n***** don't know
I'll send they ass
Right up the road (On god)
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
He be out here
Trying to make him a name
Please don't be dumb
Trying to reach for my chain
Hand him a shovel
He dig his own grave
The Nina a zombie
Gone eat up his brain
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
Really a Demon
Boy you not possessed
Word on the street
It's a check on yo head
He think with his dick
For a bitch he gone flex
That be that shit
Get you hit in yo neck
Sometime I feel like Usher
Nice and slow
Ain't got no no limit
Keep that heater
I might let it burn
If he say slick opinions
Yesterday I met this thot
Already hit my jack up
Want me to beat that back up
I hope she natural
Im gone laugh
If I flip her tracks up
Hold up wait
Let's set the record straight
Oh that was your bitch
I didn't know she asked me
For a taste
I heard he say next time
He see me
We gone catch a fade
Don't want no smoke
With him
I'm really pussy
Anyway, swoo sike
If I turn up
It's gone on sight
He can get hit with
The right or the pipe
Glock 17 if I let it ring
That bitch gone sing
Like Brian McKnight
Little bro just pulled up
Tweaking hmm
He must be in that sherm
If you owe me, better pay me
Bitch call me Big Worm
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
He be out here
Trying to make him a name
Please don't be dumb
Trying to reach for my chain
Hand him a shovel
He dig his own grave
The Nina a zombie
Gone eat up his brain
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
Swoo swoo
Really a Demon
Boy you not possessed
Word on the street
It's a check on yo head
He think with his dick
For a bitch he gone flex
That be that shit
Get you hit in yo neck

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