Straight Thru

By Quin NFN

Released on December 2, 2018

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[Verse]

They be like, "Quin, why you never come back to the trenches?"

'Cause, bitch, I don't gotta go back to the trenches

Go ask all the opps if I rap what I'm living

Shoe box full of knots, I'ma stack to the ceiling

Heard she wanna fuck me

'Cause I heard that her nigga ain't fucked up a sack in a minute

But these bitches know that lil' Quin tryna fuck, then he finished

On gang, then it's back to the spinach (Gang, gang)

In her mouth like a dentist

Pop out, shoot his ass, then we clappin' the witness, ayy (Grrah, grrah)

Ayy, in the field like a scrimmage

Don't come with no smoke, we gon' wrap 'em like Christmas (Ayy, on gang)

All my young niggas with it

They told me, "Quit stainin', young nigga, you gifted" (Ayy, ayy)

I'ma box 'fore I pop me a nigga

You not 'cause you niggas is bitches (On God)

Ayy, don't fuck with no TECs, boy, this Glock what I'm holdin'

Get popped like a Trojan, it's not what you wanted

Piped your lil' thot, hit the block, then I'm on it

Moon rock got me floatin', get shot for approachin'

No time for a bitch, I just stack it and grow it

She know how it go 'cause she know how I'm rollin'

Goosing your bitch, got her hollerin' and moanin'

T’d up in the cat from the night to the morning

Ain't flexin', I'm pressin', they know that I got it

CP3 shit, lil' bro strapped with a rocket (Grrah)

Ain't rappin' for clout, bitch, I'm rappin' for profit

This feature ain't cheap, come and make a deposit (On gang)

My bitch got a bag like we comin' from shoppin'

Fuck from the back, pull her hair when I'm poppin'

Your bitch hangin' out like a wall with a stockin'

Been applyin' that smoke, now they want me to stop it

Ayy, you a ho, you the whole police

Came up, now the hoes gon' freak (Gang, gang)

Rollin' 'Woods, this some strong OG

Gassed up and your ho on E (Gang, gang)

Strapped up, Velcro on me

Pull up on em' with a roll on me (Skrrt, skrrt)

Off black in a four door deep

Big Glock in the stolo seat (Grrah)

Pop like a pill, tell 'em, "Don't OD"

On ten when I'm solo D (Solo D)

Play 'round, lay him down, let the .44 speak

Broke hoes do the most on me (On me)

You niggas vegans, I swear y'all don't want no beef

Y'all niggas be oh so sweet

Ayy, how you wanna be cuffed up with a nigga and you fucked on my bro low-key? (Uh)

These niggas hate it

You seen the look on they faces when they seen a young nigga make it

But that's motivation, got all my shit to the fullest

Don't give me the chance, I'ma take it

No time for the waitin', my young niggas strapped like the Haitians

Be quiet 'cause he still on probation and I'm tryna chase it

The coupe that we got really came with no top like the motherfucker naked


[Outro]

Like the motherfucker naked

Lil' bro on probation, pull over the four, hoppin' out if he chase it