Poles (Explicit) - Quin NFN/NLE Choppa

Lyrics by：Quinlan Sharif McAfee/Bryson Potts

Composed by：Kevin Andre Price

Go grizz

Yeah yeah yeah ayy winners circle

Extended the clips in all of my guns

I could go to war with isis yeah

Keep the strap up on my hip they say lil' choppa dykin'

Hit it from the back one time I ain't doin'

No motherf**kin' wifin' yeah ayy

He sayin' that I'm lyin' every time that I'm rappin

I'm knockin' his top since he think I'm cappin'

Put him on the news we bringin' the static

Handguns and them automatics

Chasin' that guala b***h I gotta have it

Up with the pole get stretched elastic

These n***as fake I see through 'em like plastic

Lil' bro in the field doin' drills like madden

If a f**k n***a play we gon' f**k it up

Got my strap in the seat told 'em buckle up

I ain't gotta use heat we could knuckle up

Take a trip for a week you gon' f**k or what

Ayy b***h

Ayy you gon' f**k or nah

I told her drop her drawers

And she was gaggin' on the

Dick her tongue was on my balls

She got some magical jaws yeah

Yeah ayy if you run up on me get a toe-tag

B***h you know I ain't totin' no pro mag

Them hollow tips gonna split right through his b***h a*s

I'm leavin' n***as layin' in a motherf**kin' shitbag

They say why you rappin' 'bout hoes and s**t

'Cause I got a whole lotta hoes and s**t

I'm the one buyin' her clothes and s**t

Vvs on my neck and they froze and s**t

Hit her one time and she actin' out

Red beam on my strap like I'm backin' out

And I fold lotta bows when I'm packin' out

Smoke a whole lotta d**e I ain't flashin' out

My chopper it kick like a kangaroo

When it hit him it knock him right out his shoe

I might wet him like a swimmin' pool

Or just like some f**kin' lube

I'm f**ked up in the head I might

Just pull up and shoot up the school

Mechanical choppa because I'm ridin'

With a lot of tools

This n***a tried to rob me so you know

I had to drac' the dude

Heard they tryna be me but it's not easy

Hold on it's not easy

I be blessin' the mic but I'm not sneezin'

Quick to get on a b***h like I'm y-beezy

The car got no ceilin' I'm not weezy

If I said it I said it and I mean it

Lotta green in my pocket I'm not vegan

Got a whole lotta music I'm not leakin'

Ayy what the f**k a n***a wanna do

I got 'bout four five choppers

While I'm ridin' in my coupe

Ayy b***h I came a long way from the ramen noodle soup

Now a n***a need a toothpick 'cause

There's steak stuck in my tooth yeah

How many guns I got a lot

And b***h we trappin' spot to spot

And you would think this s**t was

Gumbo but it's d**e up in this pot

And b***h my pockets is on swole

And it's lookin' like a knot

Top shotta in this b***h n***a

You a bombaclot ayy gang gang

She want a bag and I got a bag

But she don't get nothin'

Ayy got a whole lotta cash

And I'm livin' too fast mama couldn't do nothin'

Ayy spend guala in public

All my n***as they do what I do like puppet

Ayy catch a thot she blushin'

In the 'yo with a pole on bro I'm clutchin' yeah

I might wet him like a swimmin' pool

Or just like some f**kin' lube

I'm f**ked up in the head I might

Just pull up and shoot up the school

Mechanical choppa because I'm ridin'

With a lot of tools

This n***a tried to rob me so

You know I had to drac' the dude

Heard they tryna be me but it's not easy

Hold on it's not easy

I be blessin' the mic but I'm not sneezin'

Quick to get on a b***h like I'm y-beezy

The car got no ceilin' I'm not weezy

If I said it I said it and I mean it

Lotta green in my pocket I'm not vegan

Got a whole lotta music I'm not leakin'