A.N.G.B KD - A.N.G.B Flow (feat. Quincyupnxt)
Hold up, yeah, this bitch hard, hold up, yeah, this the B, hold up, I gotta kiss this bitch
Right now
Gang, hold up, like, whoever want the smoke, it's for free though
I got extended clip, this shit gon' knock a nigga wig off, that nigga had extensions
Now he lookin' like Caillou, that's wild, bitch, niggas shouldn't have been dissing
On IG live
Now his goofy ass need to go get back, but he know, ain't no get back gang, but he could
Test his luck
He got a higher chance of catching a six-league clover, but a pussy nigga don't never come
Outside, I think he duckin'
The only time he come outside is when I'm not on his block
He know I take nigga lifes, so he not gon' test my gangster
These niggas be straight up bitches, this an ANGB
I don't never take these niggas serious, I think they clowns
These niggas be hatin' on my top, but they still know my music hard
They all know Quincy the hottest rapper in the rock right now
Even yo granny know, that's how you know my music tough
Yo granny said she like this song, I call this ANGB Flow
Ayy, opp ass niggas say he fuck my girls, so I fucked his mom
You know he ain't recoverin' from that, he shoulda never fuck with me if he knew I was
A NGB
I also think I nutted in his mom, I think I'm finna be the first nigga to have babies
With his opp mom
She said she listen to my music, she know I'm only 13, but she fuck with this ANGB Flow
Just bought another Glock, we gon' sneak him like a snake
Bitch, I'm duckin' the police, put the body in the lake
Y'all be cappin' in y'all songs, y'all niggas is fuckin' fake'
Lil Bitch, I made it out the rock, these niggas always tryna hate me
How you stuck up in the crib, but you never on your block
Bet not catch your ass lacking', I'ma get your ass popped
We just killed a nigga brother, but his ass still tryna talk
Bitch, you better stay out the way, move around, you better walk
Hit him with a headshot, now that nigga body red
I can't never say shit, cause bitches tellin' to the feds
We make sure his body drop, that don't mean shoot him in the leg
Next day on the news, dead, now somebody dead
I think I fucked his hoe, he trippin' over a bitch
We can pop out to his block and pop out with them fuckin' sticks
Wet his ass up with the switch and leave that nigga fuckin' bent
He don't remember what just happened, I just left him with a dent
I'ma fuck this nigga hoe, this bitch ass real fuckin' fat
Spendin' down the E way, wait, I just bought a Hellcat
He don't put work up in his gang, his bitch ass ain't even trap
If you try to run up on me, I'ma get your ass smacked
Ayy, for real though, I'm finna hop off this bitch
Ayy, the beat go hard as hell though
Hold on
Ain't no get back, bitch
Written by:
Keyondre Duo, Quintin Fleming
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