La scopo forte lo prende forte è stupita forte: non ho una b#tch
Finestre rotte chiuse le porte delle trap house che vieni e vedi qui
Libero presto il mio QG
Non ha alcun senso che non sia free
Ho fatto un patto sono strafatto non parlo di giga ma ho 5g
Rolls Royce truck parcheggiata nel bando
Shout out a Anna per dove vengo
Ti brucia il fatto che sto salendo
La tua hoe me lo succhia non le dirò quando vengo
Sbirro sto fumando vuole che la spengo
Prego non tocchi la non sa cosa tengo
Il QG non è free non ha alcun senso
Hoe qui con me la tiene nel seno
Hoe la con te fa “Dico Cosa Penso”
Nei coglioni la neve spera che io emergo
Postato in strada come del cemento
Spero fra vada perché io fra non vendo
In caso lo farei ho bisogno di pesos
In casa la play ma gioco il sentimento
Il sentimento di una hoe che non ha capito quanto il cuore in strada sia freddo
I’m callin’ her baby she callin’ me daddy
Life been crazy pull up in a caddy
Your girl a 3 my girl she a baddie
If she tryna link she gone sendme the @ty
Run up on me? You might die today
Im smokin’ on opps yeah im high today
The pump in the trunk i might fade away
Im screamin’ free Bushi like everyday (gang)
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Free QG Lyrics English
The strong purpose takes him strong is strongly amazed: I don’t have a b#tch
Broken windows closed the doors of the trap house you come and see here
Free my qg soon
It has no sense that he is not free
I made a pact I’m a stonent I’m not talking about giga but I have 5g
Rolls Royce Truck parked in the announcement
Shout out at Anna for where I come
You burn the fact that I’m going up
Your hoe sucks it I won’t tell you when I come
I’m smoking I want to turn off
Please don’t touch it you don’t know what I care
The QG is not free has no sense
Hoe here holds me in the breast
Hoe La with you ago “I say what I think”
In the balls the snow hopes that I emergine
Posted in the street like cement
I hope between going because I don’t sell
If I would do it I need pesos
At home the play but game the feeling
The feeling of a hoe who did not understand how cold the heart is cold
I’m Callin ‘Her Baby She Callin’ Me Daddy
Life Been Crazy pull up in A Caddy
YOUR GIRL A 3 My Girl She in Baddie
IF SHE TRYNA LINK SHE GONE SENDME THE @TY
Run up on me? You Might Die Today
Im smokin ‘On opps yeah im high today
THE PUMP IN THE TRUNK I Might Fade Away
Im Screamin ‘Free Bushi Like Everyday (Gang)
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