let him breathe

Quick Man

Compositor: QuickmanRpg

Hey, yo that Dawgs think
What my English is fake
Hey, Hey

Let him breathe take the hoe put on the blick sum, they think what i'm smoke

Fuck nigga you ain't got nothing in your head, just try feel that vibes How is so great

He thinks what my flow is fake ain't gangster he's a hoe
I repeat he's a hoe

Bad lil bitch Bad lil baby bitch
My diamonds finesse is so iced out that even I don't got release him, man flip it on the back

I suggest what he's fell off again and then no ne feel sorry of him
Niggas I'm hot (niggas I'm hot)

I take the hoe to take over my kid, but I'm getting threw off (like my heart refuse) ha, that's dash

Ha, that's dash
Ha, that's dash
Yah

Mugs on me they throw it away
I want to find the boss'
They think what I'm Crash out
Yeah I said crash out

Put date on it is bothering
I'm tryna get couple millions
Fuck on it Fuck on it

Really trappers Don't hang
With fake Niggas They take me
Like a boss (act on)

Let him breathe take the hoe put on the blick sum, they think what i'm smoke

Fuck nigga you ain't got nothing in your head, just try feel that vibes How is so great

He thinks what my flow is fake ain't gangster he's a hoe
I repeat he's a hoe

I can only imagine he's broke
Niggas ain't got nothing
Like we're on the same level

Put it on cigarette in my glasses
I'm tryna act on as I had scare
To act on

Now I got money I need
New lamb 30 bands on my
Safe no one got overcome me