Straight Thru - Quin Nfn

They be like Quin, why you never come back to the trenches

Cause bitch I don’t gotta go back to the trenches

Go asks all the opps if I rap what I’m living

Shoebox full of knots, Ima stack to the ceiling

Heard she wanna fuck me

Cause I heard that a nigga ain’t fucked up a sac in a minute

But these bitches know that lil Quin trynna fuck then he finish

On gang then its back to the spinach

Dick in her mouth like a dentist

Pop out, shoot his ass then we clappin and winning

In the field like a scrimmage

Don’t come with no smoke, we gon wrap em like Christmas (on gang)

All my young niggas with it, they told me quit staining

Young nigga you gifted, aye aye

Imma box before I pop me a nigga

You not cause you niggas is bitches

Don’t fuck with no text boy, this Glock what I’m holding

Get popped like a trojan, it’s not what you wanted

Piped your lil thot, hit the block then I’m on it

Moon rock got me floating, get shot for approaching

No time for a bitch, I’m just stack it and grow it

She know how it go, cause she know how I’m rolling

Goosing your bitch, got her hollering and moaning

Tee’d up in the cat, from the night to the morning

Ain’t flexing, im pressing they know that I got it

Cp3 shit, lil bro strapped with a rocket

Ain’t rapping for clout, bitch I’m rapping for profit

This feature ain’t cheap, come and make a deposit

My bitch got a bag, like we coming from shopping

Fuck from the back, pull her hair while I’m poppin

Your bitch hanging, out like a wall with the stockings

Been applying that smoke, now they want me to stop it

Aye you the hoe, you the hoe police

Came up now the hoes gon' freak

Ain’t rubbing woods since some strong OG

Gassed up, and your hoe on eat

Bitch strapped, up velcro on me

Pull up on em with a roll on me

All black, in a four door deep

Big Glock in the stolo seat

Pop em like a pill tell em don’t OD

On ten when I’m solo D

Play around like I’m down like a four-four speed

Broke hoes do the most, on me

You niggas vegans I swear y’all don’t want no beef

Y’all niggas be oh so sweet

How you wanna be cuffed up with a nigga, and you fucked on my bro lowkey

These niggas hate it

You seen the look on they faces

When they seen a young nigga make it

But thas motivation, got on my shit to the fullest

Don’t give me the chance, Imma take it

No time for the waiting, my young niggas strapped like the Haitians

Be quiet cause he still on probation, and I’m tryna chase it

The coup that we got, really came with no top, like the motherfucker naked