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quadeca & saint g - late night freestyle كلمات الأغنية

[intro: rick & morty]
hit a b-tton morty, give me a beat!
oh man, okay, alright, um-

[verse 1: saint g & quadeca]
people look at me like i’m insane, uh (yeah)
they on the ground, but i’m in a plane, yeah
they don’t know what’s in my f-ckin’ brain
but they think my sound is f-ckin’ fire, yeah, they think it’s flames, heh (aye!)

[bridge: quadeca]
yeah, they think its f-ckin’ flames
uh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh

[verse 2: quadeca & saint g]
they think its f-ckin’ flames, in my lane
talkin’ to that b-tch, i been in my brain, yeah
yeah, now she give me brain
i just do this sh-t, now they knowin’ my name, yeah
’cause these snitches. they be switchin’ lanes
i’m living my facts, you just makin’ claims
i told ’em, “i’m not in it for the f-ckin’ fame
i just want a gold song before a gold chain

[chorus: saint g & quadeca]
aye, so what the f-ck you heard?
when these haters see me, they just duck and swerve (yeah)
just kicked to the f-ckin’ curb
now they always gotta’ ask me, “what’s the word?” (aye, yeah)

[verse 3: quadeca]
we cookin’ in the stu’, we got all the sauces
b-tch, i’m independent, i ain’t got no bosses
yeah, i keep on winnin’, i ain’t got no losses
they ask me for the keys, like the f-ckin’ locksmith
locksmith, yeah, you know i’m doin’ hot sh-t
hot sh-t, they all like it when i drop sh-t
you pop sh-t, i’m like, “why the f-ck you talkin’?”
i walk in, everybody they be rockin’ (aye)

[verse 4: saint g & quadeca]
so now they finally like the flow
these people ’round me used to doubt me, now they know
you peepin’ out my wrist, i know you feelin’ cold
steady (oh sh-t!) makin’ hits, i’m comin’ for the gold

[interlude: saint g & quadeca]
aye, that was good
“you peepin’ out my wrist i know you feelin’ cold”
yeah, ’cause you’re also salty, ’cause you ain’t got this sh-t
aye, yeah, heh

[verse 5: saint g & quadeca]
peepin out my wrist, i know your feelin’ cold (uh)
f-ckin’ on that b-tch, i know i’m feelin’ bold (uh)
yeah, i’m makin’ hits, just look how much i sold
aye, aye, aye, i can just not be controlled

[chorus: saint g & quadeca, both]
aye, so what the f-ck you heard?
when these haters see me, they just duck and swerve (yeah)
just kicked to the f-ckin’ curb
now they always gotta’ ask me, “what’s the word?” (aye! aye, yeah, hey)

[outro: saint g & quadeca]
yaw!
i mean, you’re not gonna say the “yaw!”
serve, yaw!

- quadeca saint g

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