Pint Of Quagen

Lyrics

[Intro] Bitch Yeah, give that boy somethin' in there [Verse] Drop a new whip, throw some tint on it Cook the dope raw, put some fent' on it Boss a bitch up, throw a kid on her He gamblin' with his life, put a hit on him I made it out myself, ain't have a big homie Now I walk around with some dog shit on me I paid twenty-five thousand for that 6 on me Nephew said he wanted heat, I threw a brick on him Bitch, yeah, it's time to grind Damn near passed up every rapper, I ain't stop in line Boy, them verses ain't workin', need to stop tryin' I upgraded to a 50 from a Glock 9 I did some heavy shit talkin' to put the team on He try to run from these problems, cut the beam on Bitch, I like my pop poured up thick and my weed strong Damn, I couldn't wait until that day to put the team on Out in Oakland smokin' all the Runtz with a head cold Real Money Counter, bitch, put that on my headstone Y'all caught a charge, you told on your mans, boy, you dead wrong I just made 6K in profit off some reg 'bows I had to get it out the basement for you niggas hatin' I'm all about my blue cheese with a strip of bacon I had to kill a bomboclaat, now my bitch Jamaican I bust her down the first night, we had a situation I call my white boys out west, I need a pint of Quagen I got like seven scripts to fill, we need to find some patients Walkin' through the White House with that 40 like I'm Ronald Reagan Hate when niggas actin' like they tough, then drop a statement Pull up with that 3.00 Blackout, I'm finna rock a baby Bitch, my life gucci every day just like I'm Radric Davis Told a bitch, "I'm tryna have a baby, when you ovulating?" I done drunk too many Wocky pints, got me constipated I'm smokin' on some Gucci Runtz, this a designer eighth I fucked that lil' bitch for free but gave her mama eight Hump it hard, now push her walls back, I'm off a Oxy 80 Met a new plug with a doc, we goin' Wocky crazy Pour an eight, pour an eight, fuck it, drop a pint Damn, I caught a body in New Jersey, call Isaac Wright Your jeweler hit you with them lab diamonds, couldn't find the ice I'm tired of sippin' lean in cream sodas, bro, grab a Sprite My auntie'd come suck your dick right now for a half a pint You could make a milli' in one year if you stack it right Tryna get some 'bows back to the crib, you gotta pack it twice Made my way up out the trenches fast, I had an active life