Fucking With Walt

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Yeah, that's what I thought [?], I love Queens, New York Yo, we letting niggas have it, gats made of plastic All day drug traffic, keep fiends blasted Catch me in a hot-ass coupe, listen Duke Yo, dead to all that tough shit cuz you ain't bulletproof QNW, we bust off shots in tank-tops We pump on blocks and hate cops plus we got the bank stocked I run through chicks, learn the rules I keep my shit laced and rock jewels, [?], it's all for you Yo, fuck me? Nah, bitch, fuck you Yo, see me? You see O and Q, yo it's so beautiful Got dough to blow and green to burn Yo hard-head niggas live and learn, listen here, it's our turn We spit that shit, make your team pause But if you really think you ill, go for yours [?] We makе it happen, fuck chatting I'm good with the gat, I'm evеn nicer with the rapping Your Henny out, I start asking, you're cut in half like a fraction I light something up like Manhattan You go hard but we go harder, I take it to em like Vince Carter You throw it my way, don't even bother You's a six-man and I'm a starter, the queen's heart It's up to me if you gonna make it til tomorrow, mother fucker
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Credits
- Writers
- Mr. Cheeks
- Terence Dudley