Quinn, midwxst, ericdoa - 1234 lyrics

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Oh, I smoke this pack, it's so exotic
(So exotic)
Like what's that smell? Somebody farted
(Somebody farted)
I got the chopper in the closet (Closet)
I got some cash up in my wallet (Wallet)
And if we got a problem, we can solve it
'Cause you know Quinn not with the talkin'
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I'm off the shit's, can't hear you callin'
(One, two, three, four)
I'm smokin' dope until I fall in
(One, two, three, four)

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Woah yeah, we turn your bro into еxotic
Come get your mans
I don't want y'all in my pocket
I'm off thе drank, uh, baby know I'm noddin'
Ayy, who at the door? The feds knockin'
Hop inside the whip, I'm doin' ninety
I got three stars
Take your life, ain't no comin' back
Not no restart
Open up the door, I need more
Body on the floor
And you leave me with a deep
Voice like I'm fuckin' CORPSE
I'm gone in one, two, three, four
Dipped out the party askin' "Eric
What you leave for?" posted with Quinn
That's a person I would bleed for
Don't give a shit
That boy talk over a keyboard

One, two, three, shots into your fuckin' head
Hard to believe all the lies
That you fuckin' said
Shotgun gonna blast in your fuckin' chest
I gotta clean the crime scene
It's such a mess (nov-, nov-, novagang)
I got blood, it's on my loafers
I spilled blood up on my shoes
I don't think about the shit that I
Say or the shit I do
I just think that that shit's cool and
Then I end up followin' through
Only know one single thing
The fact that I don't fuck with you
I got my hand on the trigger
Mama never raised a quitter
I got in a fucking fight because he called me
And I'm wanted like it's GTA
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Got an M4, let it spray
Don't care what you think or say
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Plotting on your final days
I got death inside my
Mind every single second i shoot them shots
We gonna shoot them right into your section
I don't give fucks about your feelings
'bout your dumb affection
Hallucinating all the time
I feel like I'm Eleven

Oh, I smoke this pack, it's so exotic
(So exotic)
Like what's that smell? Somebody farted
(Somebody farted)
I got the chopper in the closet (Closet)
I got some cash up in my wallet (Wallet)
And if we got a problem, we can solve it
'Cause you know Quinn not with the talkin'
(One, two, three, four)
I'm off the shit's, can't hear you callin'
(One, two, three, four)
I'm smokin' dope until I fall in
(One, two, three, four)

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