Quarterbaccs

By Maxo Kream

On QuiccStrikes

Released on September 30, 2013

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[Intro]

Moving bowls and selling dope with fifty rounds of calico

If you ain't getting money nigga what the fuck you trapping for?


[Hook]

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

Nigga I don't know you I'ma serve you by the liquor store

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

What the play read? I got fiends running back the store

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

Nigga I don't know you I'ma serve you by the liquor store

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

What the play read? I got fiends running back the store


[Verse 1]

We don't call em' quarter pounds, bitch we call em' quarterbacks

Manning brothers this Roethlisberger get a pound of that

Silencers and Kel-Tecs, sitting in the attic jack

HK's, Uzi switchblades, bungee cords we strapped

Break elbows down to a fraction

If there's profit, do transactions

Niggas flexing, I kidnap em'

Crystal castles, duck tape wrap em'

Made eight racks in the laundromat

To my defense bliss for them quarterbacks

Put to the eagle to your helmet like McNab

I want the cash and the stash, and the gun cocked blast


[Bridge]

Everyday I'm contemplating, money making, stacking dough

Posted trapping by the store while sipping drank, inhaling dro'

Moving bowls and selling dope, fifty rounds of calico

If you ain't getting money nigga what the fuck you trapping for?


[Hook]

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

Nigga I don't know you I'ma serve you by the liquor store

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

What the play read? I got fiends running back the store

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

Nigga I don't know you I'ma serve you by the liquor store

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

What the play read? I got fiends running back the store


[Verse 2]

Fiends scramble out the pocket just to come and get a sack

Manning brothers this Roethlisberger get a pound of that

Forked along to overtime

Fuck a pump we running back

Pro rate, twenty eight stack, watch me quarterback

Down, set, hook, run plays all day

Drop back shotgun if you bliss my way

Where the PA fake and the defense scared

Better pass that long, going for the Hail Mary

With the touchdown pass, I never lost

Even with one hand like Randy Moss

If the feds try to blitz I'ma QB toss

Gotta' keep the field goal, I ain't taking no loss


[Bridge]

Everyday I'm contemplating, money making, stacking dough

Posted rapping by the store while sipping drank, inhaling dro'

Moving bowls and selling dope, fifty rounds of calico

If you ain't getting money nigga what the fuck you trapping for?


[Hook]

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

Nigga I don't know you I'ma serve you by the liquor store

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

What the play read? I got them fiends running back the store

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

Nigga I don't know you I'ma serve you by the liquor store

Pistol packing capping, steady trapping by the kitchen door

What the play read? I got them fiends running back the store