Fwquan - Take me places (feat. Ny-Gel)

Ay, Danny, you gotta chill, bruh
I've been trying to see my shorty
Killing me from all this boredom
Finding me is a chore
Ghost I be, yeah for sure
I don't fuck with none of you niggas
I be tired of y'all lil triggers
I be tied when y'all be triggered
Baby slide, I don't need these niggas
Bonersquad, what I'm reppin
Not no game, but bitch, we steppin
It's four of us, what happened to seven
They all left we, went to heaven
Hell is heaven, in the right place
Dodging niggas, I don't need no case
Just me and Niecy today
Some of these niggas, yeah, they fake
All goody goody but lie to my face
Pussy nigga from head to waist
Waist down, you know he a bitch
Stupid nigga, dumb and shit
Cupid nigga, took his shit
I'm New Cupid, yeah, I'm legit
I was legit, and started this rapping
Boom bap kid, he was a captain
Slattrose did, he took some action
Got some action, heart attached
Started smoking, went to matchin
Went to sessions, then start passing
New job money, I be cashing
Hard work for me, not my passion
I like work and creativity
Paint her face and her titties B
Yeah, she know she cant get rid of me
She my soulmate, she my many me
You know my baby girl, she feelin' me
She can tell when there is weird in me
Yeah, it's crazy, baby, feelin' me
Baby girl, is as real as me
I just know these niggas wack
Comin' out, the fuck is that
Crazy shit, my shit is fat
Baby girl, call me Slatt
Baby girl, call me Quan
I just know you is the Don
I already know that you is mine
Shawty already know
Yeah
Oh yeah
I can make a bad bitch look back
Bonersquad vibes but you know that
No stockings on my shoe tag
Got him like, oh shit, when you play that
Oh, you sad, I don't feel why you say that
Probably cause I took my plate back
On the beach with the shrimp and steak, yeah
Let's finish more cake for each split
Oh yeah
I was in the trenches, thuggin' with my mama
You know that
Really made it out the gutta on my mama
Feeling presidential like Obama
Yea Press it
Niggas talking like they real but they some llamas
Ha, ha, ha
Florida guys is locked up cause they innocent
Yeah, fr
All these people talking and I'm fearless man
Go up when u die yea u getting rich
864 lil baby and you know that shit
Ny-Gel
Wow

Written by:
Raekwon Adams

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