CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Quarterback
Yeah, you ain't clap back n***a
Better clap that sh*t, better clap back n***a
I told you clap that sh*t bruh, I just want big racks n***a
Them big racks though, n***a I just really want it
Yeah, Solider Kidd, Soldier Kidd, Soldier Kidd
Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X
They don't want no Triple-X
I'll die, show you how it feels without me
But I'ma ride 'cause these f**k n***as doubt me
Me and KB, we hittin' all the county
Jimmy Butler b*t*h, I told 'em get an Audi
I don't believe in friends, you better get the f**k from 'round me
Boy I want your head and I'm coming like a bounty
She don't drop no head but that pu**y finna drown me
Got that iron man, I ain't talkin' Robert Downey
I ain't big headed but I think that they should crown me
I'm thinkin' 'bout some fed and these other n***as drowsy
That lil money clowning me, how that lil money sound to me
I'ma do a thousand each, it ain't free for my lil speech
Look, I just want big racks n***a
I don't beef, I Big Mac a n***a
Bleu cheese all up in my sack n***a
Who's he, that's a quarterback n***a
Look, I just want big racks n***a
I don't beef, I Big Mac a n***a
Bleu cheese all up in my sack n***a
Who's he, that's a quarterback n***a
That's a stunner back n***a, got that gun packed n***a
You won't steal that with it, 'cause my young n***as menace
Too much money, catch a charge, young n***a get acquitted
Baby you ain't talkin' bank, I don't even want to listen
I just came up on a lick, now a n***a in here trippin'
Baby I'm the glory jit, and my voice worth a million, uh
What you out here dealin' boy? what you out here stealin'?
Why the f**k you always grilling? girl this money got me grillin'
I got bills like I'm Clinton, I can bend it, I can switch it
If he start it I'ma finish, I just farted 'cause I'm sh*tting
On these n***as, on these b*t*hes, on they daddy, on they children
Soldier Kidd, I can feel it, hundred mil then I chill it, yeah
Look, I just want big racks n***a
I don't beef, I Big Mac a n***a
Bleu cheese all up in my sack n***a
Who's he, that's a quarterback n***a
Look, I just want big racks n***a
I don't beef, I Big Mac a n***a
Bleu cheese all up in my sack n***a
Who's he, that's a quarterback n***a
Yeah, you ain't clap back n***a
Better clap that sh*t, better clap back n***a
I told you clap that sh*t bruh, I just want big racks n***a
Them big racks though, n***a I just really want it
Yeah, Solider Kidd, Soldier Kidd, Soldier Kidd
Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X
They don't want no Triple-X
Better clap that sh*t, better clap back n***a
I told you clap that sh*t bruh, I just want big racks n***a
Them big racks though, n***a I just really want it
Yeah, Solider Kidd, Soldier Kidd, Soldier Kidd
Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X
They don't want no Triple-X
I'll die, show you how it feels without me
But I'ma ride 'cause these f**k n***as doubt me
Me and KB, we hittin' all the county
Jimmy Butler b*t*h, I told 'em get an Audi
I don't believe in friends, you better get the f**k from 'round me
Boy I want your head and I'm coming like a bounty
She don't drop no head but that pu**y finna drown me
Got that iron man, I ain't talkin' Robert Downey
I ain't big headed but I think that they should crown me
I'm thinkin' 'bout some fed and these other n***as drowsy
That lil money clowning me, how that lil money sound to me
I'ma do a thousand each, it ain't free for my lil speech
Look, I just want big racks n***a
I don't beef, I Big Mac a n***a
Bleu cheese all up in my sack n***a
Who's he, that's a quarterback n***a
Look, I just want big racks n***a
I don't beef, I Big Mac a n***a
Bleu cheese all up in my sack n***a
Who's he, that's a quarterback n***a
That's a stunner back n***a, got that gun packed n***a
You won't steal that with it, 'cause my young n***as menace
Too much money, catch a charge, young n***a get acquitted
Baby you ain't talkin' bank, I don't even want to listen
I just came up on a lick, now a n***a in here trippin'
Baby I'm the glory jit, and my voice worth a million, uh
What you out here dealin' boy? what you out here stealin'?
Why the f**k you always grilling? girl this money got me grillin'
I got bills like I'm Clinton, I can bend it, I can switch it
If he start it I'ma finish, I just farted 'cause I'm sh*tting
On these n***as, on these b*t*hes, on they daddy, on they children
Soldier Kidd, I can feel it, hundred mil then I chill it, yeah
Look, I just want big racks n***a
I don't beef, I Big Mac a n***a
Bleu cheese all up in my sack n***a
Who's he, that's a quarterback n***a
Look, I just want big racks n***a
I don't beef, I Big Mac a n***a
Bleu cheese all up in my sack n***a
Who's he, that's a quarterback n***a
Yeah, you ain't clap back n***a
Better clap that sh*t, better clap back n***a
I told you clap that sh*t bruh, I just want big racks n***a
Them big racks though, n***a I just really want it
Yeah, Solider Kidd, Soldier Kidd, Soldier Kidd
Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X
They don't want no Triple-X
