Lyrics:
My name is Quik, yeah, this is true
Keepin' your attention is what I'm gonna do
Hardcore yo, I could never be soft
Askin' me my defin' they say
Gotti, Neo Deastro, Franklin Gostra the Sixth, Sixth
May I laugh to yourself shells, before honor and war I just can't tell
I can't fake these
aura by dancing with the light
And sometimes it's difficult to stay quiet
I fight it, each time I find myself walking across your eyelids
Wishin'
your gat, I can relate to that
If you sell coke or crack I relate to that
When its yo' turn to blow there ain't no turning back
It seem like in
the Sucky sucky
Fuck em good have a bitch singing like she David Ruffin
I could Be starving making sure that everybody eat
Rich quiet nigga pops told me that
its me and Irv Gotti
And Murder I-N-see here to body everybody
Chorus
[Black Child]
(A MURDA'RA) always got a plan
(A BITCH NIGGA) is a poor
it run it by me
Tried to sit quiet, thought it'd heal in perfect timin
Gotta push yo ass
Wit da fryer
Tryna line me
Everybody got a story to tell
", she said, "20", I said, "bet", she got in
I drove her to a spot that was quiet and dark
Yo yo, turned out the lights and found a place to park
Now I
Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher
I go by the name of 6LACK and
I came with Little Simz, Mysonne
Axel Leon and the homie Tee Grizzley
Yo
I just want you by the ocean
Out my body, now I'm floating, I'm hoping
Package deal carried by the potion
I'm tryna get you out my dreams, Billie
scuba divin'
This nina fuckin' everybody, put the coochie on 'em
Kamikaze thoughts but the doors are suicidal
If Rami did yo' pieces why you always
the fuck is mine
My nigga I'll take it
Grab a player hater by the neck, choke him out and try to break it
Gimme your money, drop them keys
It's a jack
of that Gucci, Ray gotta get paid too
Didn't I talk about my faith in
God when it was unpopular
Everybody was hating chance went and did it
Now it's so
The pets, my nigga, no
It's right between the ears, above
The neck, my nigga, whoa
It's very quiet, when you
Hear the weapons, nigga, shh
They verify you by
a fight my corner despite the hype it brings
You can speak up or stay quiet
It's your voice
Either way the streets are dark when nights kicks in
Sturdy
a bit of a twang, it got its own slang
Is even known in New York, and
Everybody know what I'm sayin'
From here to the Himalayan
If you don't know,
Aye Big Gen let's go to work
It's crazy how when you at yo lowest don't nobody fuck with you
But when you get to the top everybody wonder why you
actin' funny
You're the kind of girl that makes (uh huh)
Everybody feel that you're just so damn good
So damn good (ha ha)
But your secrets I found
her to skip school
We go to my house and bang
I done stole my brothers tool
Got it tucked like yo chain
You ain't scared what you claim
Everybody's
One, two
We coming for you
Three, four
We kicking down yo door
Five, six
We lay you on yo shit
Seven, eight
We got yo ass straight
We robbin (we
(Yeah, gimme a sec)
Yo, I can only fall at my own demise
I'm way too real
Don't listen to this song if you're pussy
Yo, one of my guys told me I
should've let me go
All the rappers that was beefin' - they ain't talkin' no mo'
I'll bust they motherfuckin' head, ho (Who wanna die?)
I'll bust yo
The hellraiser
Healing gods w the flavor
Blowing up the spot like I know I can, huh
Everybody gets one like Spider-Man
Why bother man
I'm hotter than yo favorite
out at night you'll see what we talking about
Niggas spitting that finesses with flies all in they mouth
Be quiet as a mouse the moment that we hear
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