Kid2Close2U, GMC Unknown - Qway Pack lyrics
[Kid2Close2U, GMC Unknown - Qway Pack lyrics]
-100 bullet casings and nun of them hit me
I swear opps on my dck like
They just wanna date me
Sending 100 yards bullets like my
Name is Tom Brady
Tryna whip out in a foreign whip
But that joint looking shady
Might as well whip out in my old ass Mercedes
My ex claiming she pregnant but I
Never gave her no babies
No offense lil btch but it
Look like you got rabies
Just went back to school and
I'm collecting my 80's
Y'all nggas is broke but
Y'all obsess over ladies
Like the God of the underworld
I'm spazzing like Hades and look
Bullets don't care if you gay
Imma rip you a new one and
Leave you slumped with my tray
Oh sit (What happened?)
My Qway Qway pack fell down on the floor
(Qway Qwayyyyyyyyy)
Lil btch get down on yo knees give me more
We acting like spies like
Our name Roger Moore
Nggas decoding the beef dis sit
Ain't no Freddy lore
Y'all nggas was 4 deep and I had one gat
This could have been avoided but now
I'm smoking on they pack oh yeah
That's why I can never lack
Y'all nggas play btch boy when
We quick to attack huh
Go pick up a gun and go get back ngga
-I got 23 shots going up
I got bro so I told him pour lean in my cup
Can't lack so I keep one of it tuck
You think we was barbers the
Way we lining nggas up
So don't run cause you outta luck
Bend blocks and I spin in my armored truck
Walk up hand up cause your time is up
Like what? Can tell we can free in the odd
Jacking B that sit come in flies
Dissing us now there's so many why's
They getting more and swat em like flies
We might pull up with four or five guys
Test us and you might just die
Leave your mother just wondering why?
Why did my son have to go?
Cause he using internet for spreading lies
Like and as soon as I get out of bed
I creep on the block with the scouts
Talking about me I'm willing devise
And you know I'm GMC for life gang
Nun of y'all can compete with us bro
And money and btches bro like nun of y'all
Can compete with us bro
I swear opps on my dck like
They just wanna date me
Sending 100 yards bullets like my
Name is Tom Brady
Tryna whip out in a foreign whip
But that joint looking shady
Might as well whip out in my old ass Mercedes
My ex claiming she pregnant but I
Never gave her no babies
No offense lil btch but it
Look like you got rabies
Just went back to school and
I'm collecting my 80's
Y'all nggas is broke but
Y'all obsess over ladies
Like the God of the underworld
I'm spazzing like Hades and look
Bullets don't care if you gay
Imma rip you a new one and
Leave you slumped with my tray
Oh sit (What happened?)
My Qway Qway pack fell down on the floor
(Qway Qwayyyyyyyyy)
Lil btch get down on yo knees give me more
We acting like spies like
Our name Roger Moore
Nggas decoding the beef dis sit
Ain't no Freddy lore
Y'all nggas was 4 deep and I had one gat
This could have been avoided but now
I'm smoking on they pack oh yeah
That's why I can never lack
Y'all nggas play btch boy when
We quick to attack huh
Go pick up a gun and go get back ngga
-I got 23 shots going up
I got bro so I told him pour lean in my cup
Can't lack so I keep one of it tuck
You think we was barbers the
Way we lining nggas up
So don't run cause you outta luck
Bend blocks and I spin in my armored truck
Walk up hand up cause your time is up
Like what? Can tell we can free in the odd
Jacking B that sit come in flies
Dissing us now there's so many why's
They getting more and swat em like flies
We might pull up with four or five guys
Test us and you might just die
Leave your mother just wondering why?
Why did my son have to go?
Cause he using internet for spreading lies
Like and as soon as I get out of bed
I creep on the block with the scouts
Talking about me I'm willing devise
And you know I'm GMC for life gang
Nun of y'all can compete with us bro
And money and btches bro like nun of y'all
Can compete with us bro