[Intro]
(Kevin Rolly)
(Girls in the back)

[Chorus: Quin NFN]
Think I need help, I'm in love with the money
Can't love, but ho, I'm in love with the hunnids
Bitch, how you broke tryna turn up in public
I put my whole team on the map like a compass
And I'm everlastin' I feel like a boxer
She let the kid come and hit her pinata
Ain't nobody rhyme but ain't nobody gotta
The less they invited me, most of my patnas

[Verse 1: Quin NFN]
Take care of the team I can feed the whole block
You can't eat where we sit you, gon' need your own spot
Won't settle for less 'causе I need a whole lot
Know this shit hurt they soul just to see us on top
See the hatе in their heart I can peep the whole plot
We can't let n***as breathe like some feet with no socks
Like some sand at a beach I might [?]
[?] shouldn't fuck around leave the king with no lion
Damn, I [?] the [?] with no key
How you cuffed a bitch?
I can not ride with police
He a ho with some money, that is not a OG
Selling bowls and you boys smoking outta OZ
I'm stuck in a zoo with my lama on me
My lil' bro grabbed a ho, but she countin' on me
I make the dissing all the time but no [?]
Standing on ten he alive with no feet, bitch
[Pre-Chorus: Quin NFN]
[?] shirt, front seat got a tool on it
Glock came with a [?] shoes on it
Beat the cat from the back got a bruise on it
Now she stuck to the dick like some glue on it
They play Spades [?] can't pull a few card
She ain't playing with you ho's cause she too hard
Quin Diesel here we got a new car
VS1 diamonds clear like some new [?]

[Chorus: Quin NFN]
Think I need help, I'm in love with the money
Can't love, but ho, I'm in love with the hunnids
Bitch, how you broke tryna turn up in public
I put my whole team on the map like a compass
And I'm everlastin' I feel like a boxer
She let the kid come and hit her pinata
Ain't nobody rhyme but ain't nobody gotta
The less they invited me, most of my patnas

[Verse 2: Lil 2z]
Blood, sweat, and tears for me, gangin' me I'm blazin' my Drac'
I'm everlastin' like Earl and Javonte
She ate the dick up for breakfast, then got up and left and said she'd be back for the entree
I tell my people stay focused, but I ain't gon lie n***a sometimes I steer off the wrong way
Play if you wanna get flipped like a hotcake
Hit 'em up in his car do a n***a like John Kane
You know how that shit go
One of these ho's get to tripping, you drop 'em and go get a new ho
Filled up with Mambas and Skittles, you take a few hits probably fuck around, fuck up your glucose
Spot filled up with Choppas and pistols, get split down the middle, he fuck around, die, and have two ghosts
Just stick to the code and stop looking for loopholes
Circle small as a booger, I don't fuck with no new folks
I was fucked up and tired of sleeping on carpets
We start selling dope in a one-way apartment
It was Beanies and Weenies now we Michellin star it
Can't name the last time when my people was starving
I was a hustler first before I was an artist
We still dump out the truck like we picking up garbage
Get your ass in those white-black Charmin
I might change my name from Lil 2 to The Largest

[Pre-Chorus: Quin NFN]
[?] shirt, front seat got a tool on it
Glock came with a [?] shoes on it
Beat the cat from the back got a bruise on it
Now she stuck to the dick like some glue on it
They play Spades [?] can't pull a few card
She ain't playing with you ho's cause she too hard
Quin Diesel here we got a new car
VS1 diamonds clear like some new [?]

[Chorus: Quin NFN]
Think I need help, I'm in love with the money
Can't love, but ho, I'm in love with the hunnids
Bitch, how you broke tryna turn up in public
I put my whole team on the map like a compass
And I'm everlastin' I feel like a boxer
She let the kid come and hit her pinata
Ain't nobody rhyme but ain't nobody gotta
The less they invited me, most of my patnas