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ot7 quanny - from the dirt lyrics

[chorus]
and i could rap my ass off, but still know how to work my glock
shot off gumbo and some drink my mix, yeah, shoutout my fox (yeah)
rick owens, mike amiri, yeah, you know i’m comin’ trim (uh)
got a bad b_tch, hit my phone, ask me do i know how to swim (do i know how to swim)
said she got a thing for gangsters, she tryna eat my pool stick (eat my pool stick)
me and my cameraman, we just alike ’cause we both shoot sh_t (both shoot sh_t)
you gotta respect this sh_t, i kept it a million, i’m from the dirt (i’m from the dirt)

[verse]
if it ain’t ’bout my kids, ’bout my brothers, i put money first (i put money first)
i just took her out to soho, she tryna eat me for dessert (she tryna eat me for dessert)
you don’t wanna feel what i got inside the chop, them b_tches hurt (them b_tchеs hurt)
i’m chasin’ money ’til i die, you know that’s just how i rock (that’s just how i rock)
i remеmber my first hundred racks, it’s still in that shoebox (it’s still in my shoebox)
and it’s double for the signing, you better practice what you preach (better practice what you preach)
all i dream about is money, money, money when i’m sleep
i ain’t got no time to wait, yeah, i got racks on my mind (i got racks on my mind)
and i woke up, thank god, the maybach truck parked outside (maybach truck parked outside)

- ot7 quanny lyrics

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