Quinn - the cover to end all covers lyrics
[Quinn - the cover to end all covers lyrics]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I'm 'bout to blow, I ain't dumb
They try to take my flow
I take they ass for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowin' up
Now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps, leave 'em on a banner
And I got two thick thots
Wanna link the gang, Yeah
Three bands on me
Walking 'round the store off a oxy
Take a picture, I'ma pose, paparazzi
Off the drink I'm moving like a zombie
Three bands on me
Walking 'round the store off a oxy
Take a picture, I'ma pose, paparazzi
Off the drink I'm moving like a zombie
I'm still trapped and I can't work
I'm too distracted
Saw your tweet and took some action, bad idea
I'm attractive, though my Insta is inactivе
But my fan base growin' massive
I'm still herе
I got her legs shakin', yeah, in the air
Hey said she feel like she on a elevator
(Woah, woah, woah)
Hey, I'm going up like a escalator
(Yeah, I'm going up)
I'ma fuck your friend, she's an instigator
(She really wanna fuck)
You know I'm getting paper, wait, wait
Remember them nights in my Escalade?
(It was cold as fuck)
Now I'm waking up, bitch, I'm getting paid
(I got my paper up)
PayPal me then it's straight to Chase (Yeah)
I had no one by my side
'Til this pretty young white bitch
Hopped up in my ride
Took her to the crib and I show her how I die
Every night
Then I wake up and I'm still fuckin' high
Lord why, Lord why do I gotta wake up?
More wine, more wine, baby, pour another cup
Lord why, Lord why do I gotta wake up?
More wine, more wine, more wine, baby
Pour another cup ayo (Ayo)
Play like poker, money like a broker
Yeah, check out my new Prada loafers
Yeah I might ghost her
I don't think you know her but she know me
'cause I'm lit like a stoner
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I'm 'bout to blow, I ain't dumb
They try to take my flow
I take they ass for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowin' up
Now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps, leave 'em on a banner
And I got two thick thots
Wanna link the gang, Yeah
Three bands on me
Walking 'round the store off a oxy
Take a picture, I'ma pose, paparazzi
Off the drink I'm moving like a zombie
Three bands on me
Walking 'round the store off a oxy
Take a picture, I'ma pose, paparazzi
Off the drink I'm moving like a zombie
I'm still trapped and I can't work
I'm too distracted
Saw your tweet and took some action, bad idea
I'm attractive, though my Insta is inactivе
But my fan base growin' massive
I'm still herе
I got her legs shakin', yeah, in the air
Hey said she feel like she on a elevator
(Woah, woah, woah)
Hey, I'm going up like a escalator
(Yeah, I'm going up)
I'ma fuck your friend, she's an instigator
(She really wanna fuck)
You know I'm getting paper, wait, wait
Remember them nights in my Escalade?
(It was cold as fuck)
Now I'm waking up, bitch, I'm getting paid
(I got my paper up)
PayPal me then it's straight to Chase (Yeah)
I had no one by my side
'Til this pretty young white bitch
Hopped up in my ride
Took her to the crib and I show her how I die
Every night
Then I wake up and I'm still fuckin' high
Lord why, Lord why do I gotta wake up?
More wine, more wine, baby, pour another cup
Lord why, Lord why do I gotta wake up?
More wine, more wine, more wine, baby
Pour another cup ayo (Ayo)
Play like poker, money like a broker
Yeah, check out my new Prada loafers
Yeah I might ghost her
I don't think you know her but she know me
'cause I'm lit like a stoner