Zelooperz, Quadie Diesel - Paranormal Snaptivity feat. RX Nephew and Quadie Diesel

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I don’t want no Casio, she watch me like a program
each and every
Pomegranate, and these niggas sleeping, they got
Pomegranate, pistachios, I ate her like some raisins (WhoTheHellIsCarlo)
on no Casio, she watch me like a program
each and every
Pomegranate, and these niggas sleeping, they got
Fifty swelling up, out the door, I gotta go
Sit 'em down, pick me up, he got anything he want
Yeah, this year, niggas better lay low (Lay low)
baby girl, I lt my brains go (Baow)
Bustin' bops, tell that bitch «let that brain blow» (Boppy)
LL Bool J, give m Kangol, top n’em
I can take a short or dick suck when you coppin' (Ayy)
Bitch gettin' out of order like I don’t got options (Ayy)
Play with the police, deliver the order but will not bend
I got all these textures, I get neck just like a ostrich
Bitch wanna fuck so much, need water, and my plug right here daughter
I pick two grams out ya order
last year slaughter
Quadie Diesel resort to torture
Came imported, nigga, I’m important
I got these babies, nobody know they here, nigga, I got orphans
I might stalk a opp on some stalker shit with that glick
I might stalk a opp on some stalker shit with that glick
I might stalk a opp on some stalker shit with that glick
Jeffrey Dahmer, I might chop your head and put it in a cooler
Back the fuck up, I’m fresher than a fuck, ho, don’t touch me
CBT can’t be trusted, not familiar, get accustomed
Trap look like West Coast Customs
fuck em
Spin on 12 just like 'Pac did, RXK
Bitch can’t stop
Glock look like Bernard Hopkins (Boom)
Ain’t no boxing, AR-15 hit his body, leave his ass TikToking
Left the trap, funky sock, Donkey Kong, beat the block
2Pac without the rape, Glock flip a Ford Escape
Darkskin Tay-K (Phew-phew), do the race
Ether made me lose my taste, get the fuck out the way
I’m booted up 'cause that what I do, African-American Tom Cruise
Look like grandma with the broom, I’m Dwayne Johnson when he played on Doom
Married the trap, jumped the broom, DMX part two
'Til that nigga died I was lootin', not in the loop, don’t go to assumin'
Strippers talk to me like I’m regular, I’m not your peer, I’m not no competitor
She talk back, I hit it, Roger Federer
I’m fuckin' her, pick it apart like a editor
All you niggas copy me, I’m a great dad, I wrap work in a like an Arab
I’m fuckin Erykah Badu with a basehead, twenty five hundred, I will never pay
that
I’m smokin' 'Za, gettin' zooted, where the plates at, I get the pesos in like
A$AP
I’m rockin' Rick Owens like A$AP, you rockin' dog, we don’t play that
Yeah, DNA top-notch, she taste that
F&N gon' spin on my waist, I got a check like I’m workin' for ASCAP
Bitch keep chattin', open up and chase that, heroin dealer issue,
where the base at?
If you ain’t had it, nigga, just say that, guap, the mula, the fetti,
we chase that
Yeah, yeah, yeah, sss, Philly
Pomegranate, pistachios, I ate her like some raisins (WhoTheHellIsCarlo)
on no Casio, she watch me like a program
each and every
Pomegranate, and these niggas sleeping, they got