GTF Official - QUICKSAND (feat. CHILD RESISTANT)

This the type of joint a nigga really gotta rap on
The type of joint that other niggaz hear and try to cap on
And I don’t cap I snap back to the clap that Kappas dance on
I captivated all the hate and practically put a stamp on it
I mean my diction is really a A+, in economics it’s a B
Not if you grading it, really I’m saying I got like a billion songs unreleased
Filled a billion beats deceased
You fucking wit Eric? You fucking with me
So you fucking with C
Are, you ready
The Mac for the cheddar, I’m krafting a piece
So fuck all that peace
Please, I’m the running the West but my family come from the East
I mean at least, admit that you less than when the arrows pointed to the king
The path was narrow, I counted my rings
Just look at my genes, I noted the seems
It’s almost my season, I murdered the scene
I don’t need a reason, it’s all for the team
Capeesh
Erase it from my mind I don’t like this shit
And hiding it like at the same time
I’m not Lucifer but you prefer some not the tame type
These bitches hiding fangs
Just turn your back and they gone bite
Jesus Christ bitch
Fuck with me and then I’m gonna leave you lifeless
I don’t mean I’m gonna kill you like the word
But I’ll leave you on the curb
I just what I just what
Can’t let you uh
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
They taking me off of the leash
They call me a freak cause I’m movin discrete
They calling me crazy, it’s not what you think
I just saw shit that made me think god was just me
They talk like at least the boys not in the streets
But I got some creeps that get off wit dat heat
Put yo block in the oven
No pushing and shoving
Just popping and ducking
If you plan on poppin on me
I’m burning down bridges
Cause I don’t need niggas
Just me and my niggas
Thats child resistant
And all of my killas
Cause niggas get bitter
When niggas get bigger
Start moving real different
When pockets get thicker
Then niggas wan come round
And be in the picture
Then go off and talk down
And can’t even whisper
Now niggas wan opp out
When they see them triggers
Cause they in that quicksand
In that quicksand
In that
After a snap and she gone cap
She looking like that and she sit on my lap
Blow out her back and then I retract
She acting all mad I might take that shit back
Hands on me hands in the air
She leading me on like bitch I don’t care
Touching on me bitch ain’t fair
Grabbing on tight and I’m pulling her hair
She go for a ride as I’m deep inside
She got the WAP like a slip and slide
At least I tried can’t lose my pride
In and out you know my shit glide
She got the cake that shit ain’t fake
Need one take for christ sake
Coming in quick like some quicksand
Sinking too fast on my balance but you can’t stand
End up on the ground with some perckies in my right hand
This shit finna kill me one day but I promise that
Goddamn man I’m dying young
All this shit up in my lungs
I can feel the death among
It coming quick my time has come bitch
Jesus Christ bitch
Fuck with me and then I’m gonna leave you lifeless
I don’t mean I’m gonna kill you like the word
But I’ll leave you on the curb
I just what I just what
Can’t let you uh
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Lead me on lead me on
Baby I won’t be here long
Tell me what you feeling shit
Unless you wanna see me gone
Now you see me now you don’t
I’m a bat cat lurking
I can bite you if you touch my dope
Yeah I’m stealthy and smooth
Agent turtle out the room
Got my arms all strong when I’m walking out the room
Get it
You feel the dark bitch you know you ain’t ready for it
Put it in park bitch you know you ain’t running from it
We a monarch bitch it’s time to start kneeling for it
You see the spark bitch I light it up it’s time to start it

Written by:
Bryan Brown, Bryce Ahlberg, Eric Nance, Jason Taticzek, Lucas Grimwade, Mason Neuenschwander, Nathaniel Patton, Riley Waterman

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