it’s nothing (single version)

By quinn

Released on March 11, 2024

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[Intro: Rachel Taylor, quinn, Rachel Taylor & quinn]

Merrily, we fall out of line, out of line

I'd fall anywhere with you, I'm by your side

Swinging in the rain, humming—

I'm not afraid (Yeah) anymore (Is my shit ready?)

I'm not afraid any— (Alright, bet, bet, bet, bet)

I'm not afraid anymore (Do-do-do-duh, huh, uh)

I'm not afraid any— (You feel me?)

(As above, so below)

I'm not afraid anymore, I'm not afraid

Yeah, alright, bro

Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah


[Verse: quinn]

Heard I'm makin' money, that's not up to no discussion

When we slide in, make that shit look like No Russian

I keep iron when I step up in the function

Why you slidin'? 'Cause you know you be on nothing

Keep shooters, but they hiding, get up close, we get to cuttin'

I got a problem, call my bro, he press that button

I'm in the column of the best, it's no discussion

I got some problems, I could crash out like it's nothing

My bro depressed, he went to shootin' 'cause the cuttin'

I'm steady stressed, I'm blowin' zips just like it's nothin'

I keep a rifle, I won't say if it's for huntin'

But when the love is lost, where the fuck was you? (Where the fuck was you?)

Where the fuck was you?

How the fuck it's possible to split my heart in two?

I been in the crib, won't see my name on articles

I'm gon' persevere, been through too many obstacles

All I ever wanted was a "Quinn, I'm proud of you"

Wanna make this money? You know what you gotta do

Try my best to get this bread just like my mama do

My shooter got that shit, it's barking like it's Marmaduke

We avoiding drama too

I'm tryna have some fun, I don't wanna harm a dude

I don't wanna alarm a dude

My bitch is on the shrooms, don't you make another move

I know I been the best, but I got a lot to prove

Don't care about a promise, pussy nigga, out my way

Them niggas that's against me, I hope that they die today

I think about that bitch sometimes, the one who got away

Might hit the beach, might fuck your mom, might do some pottery

[Outro: Rachel Taylor & quinn]

(Pottery, pottery, pottery, ayy)

I'm not afraid anymore

I'm not afraid any—

I'm not afraid anymore

I'm not afraid any—

I'm not afraid anymore

I'm not afraid any—