Quaterback歌词

Quaterback - Thugga
Ninth grade
Listen n**ga
Yeah
Gah
Ninth grade quarterback Washington High
When you in the trap all these rules apply
Keep it in your lap not to the side
End up successful all your cars glide
Breathe easy b**ch I might just teach ya
Not a pleaser I might Mickey Ds her
Top rope I might John Cena scene her
Got in a n**ga aye no meal
Momma duck eating good like she 'posed to
Spent a dub on my teeth and my golds too
Spent a sixty on the bracelet call it old news
Spent a dime on the red carpet oh oh
So many black chains on look like a goatee
I pop pills every week
Your b**ch gon' suck me look like she don't got no teeth
She even suck it better than the time she on her knees
Bring a Molly yeah I'll see
I'm smoking pot while you smoke weed
Just cause I'm signed don't mean treat me
What's brackin'
Ninth grade quarterback Washington High
When you in the trap all these rules apply
Keep it in your lap not to the side
Been so successful all your cars glide
Breathe easy b**ch I might just teach ya
Not a pleaser I might Mickey Ds her
Top rope I might John Cena
Got in a n**ga aye no meal
Fifty bands on your head my n**gas take the charge
All of my n**gas one thousand they get it
Your n**gas you flexing and fraudulent
Two b**ches with me they ménaging
I f**k them then smash them put them on the market
I make them go cook and they bring me the money back
Move in silent like camouflagin'
Shoutout Skippa tha Flippa came up from nickles
Green diamonds like a dill pickle
Everybody know that I'm in the field
Drinking and pouring a double seal
Remember the days when I was road runnin'
And taking trips across the country just for money
You f**k with my squad then they start dumpin'
Take the pot and slam dunk it Tim Duncan
Ninth grade quarterback Washington High
When you in the trap all these rules apply
Keep it in your lap not to the side
Been so successful all your cars glide
Breathe easy b**ch I might just teach ya
Not a pleaser I might Mickey Ds her
Top rope I might John Cena
Got in a n**ga aye no meal
These n**gas be watching they speculate
Feeling myself but no masturbation
I'm 22 rich with no education
The world's gonna end one day read it in Revelations
Good brain she deserve a scholarship
The pistol like lighters you know that I pocket it
These b**ches be callin' my phone
And I'm making I'm dabbing
And know my diamonds came in from Africa
Smoking on Salvia that came from El Salvador
Got on my Cartier eating on caviar
She be super licking on a n**ga
Double down FN shooting out missiles
Cowards get attention like a n**ga when he whistle
Them n**gas caught you slipping cause you didn't have a pistol
OG gas bag and I flip it like a nickle
Two b**ches with me n**ga call me Malcolm in the middle
Ninth grade quarterback Washington High
When you in the trap all these rules apply
Keep it in your lap not to the side
Been so successful all your cars glide
Breathe easy b**ch I might just teach ya
Not a pleaser I might Mickey Ds her
Top rope I might John Cena
Got in a n**ga aye no meal
Ninth grade I was serving quarterpound
Trap rules n**ga scrap jugging pounds
Make them move it like John Cena
Catch a n**ga b**ch while I'm eating
Diamonds on my neck blinging
In the phantom of the opera leaning
Two double cup got me feigning
I dream of genie b**ches in bikinis
They dreaming for the fettuccine
Pull up and drop my top off like Houdini
Giuseppe's on my feet safari zebras
Motor fitted dabbing in the Lee
Sit ya a** down like I'm Beanie Sigel
What's crackin' crippin' n**ga twisting fingers
Longway and Thugger Jonesboro South demeanour
I step in the club with the forty and nina
Look at his head call it buzzle bee
Smoking OG Moon Rocks mixed with the Diesel
Givenchy walking on the stars
Look at these b**ches just eat it up
Jump on the dick she gon' skin it up
Pull up in a f**kin' Bentley truck
Longway b**ch编辑于2021/04/12更新