Quin Nfn — How I’m Living

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(Smash Bros)
Ay, hold on, ay

These hoes wanna see how I’m livin’
Heard I done got rich now them hoes on my dick tryna eat up and kiss on my children (hey yo)
If you not in your bank nigga get off your dick, if you not on your shit then you trippin’ (okay)
LeBron with this shit he just bought a new stick but I told him cool out so he chillin’ (rrrah)
All of my niggas be searchin’ for ops in the city, they move but you know they is not in the city
I made a mil like I’m Meek but I’m not up in Philly and all of my shottas come with me (rrrah)
I’m searchin’ for ops like I brought some binoculars with me, the Glock got a stock and a .50
Came out the mud to the hills, ain’t no stoppin’ me really, no Balenciagas or Fendi (Armani)

Won’t ever stop at the top till I’m drivin’ a Bentley (skrrt), Glock need [?] for the titties
She think she givin’ me top but she toppin’ the Glizzy, new drop real wock not Henny
Runnin’ from cops on the block but you not finna get me, gon’ slide with the mop till it’s empty (rrrah)
They trippin’ on broke ’cause I know that they not finna fear me, on point but you not finna kill it
These niggas pussy, these niggas ain’t fit for the pressure, bitch I keep a stick for the pressure
New pocket rocket I got it to fit in a sweater, my young nigga blitzin’ whenever
Bitch you down bad on your dick better get it together, NFN shit is forever (okay)
Came out the [?] a hoe tryna stick it together, now we livin’ better forever, yeah

These hoes wanna see how I’m livin’
Heard I done got rich now them hoes on my dick tryna eat up and kiss on my children (hey yo)
If you not in your bank nigga get off your dick, if you not on your shit then you trippin’ (okay)
LeBron with this shit he just bought a new stick but I told him cool out so he chillin’ (rrrah)
All of my niggas be searchin’ for ops in the city, they move but you know they is not in the city
I made a mil like I’m Meek but I’m not up in Philly and all of my shottas come with me (rrrah)
I’m searchin’ for ops like I brought some binoculars with me, the Glock got a stock and a .50
Came out the mud to the hills, ain’t no stoppin’ me really, no Balenciagas or Fendi (Armani)