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quin nfn & bren! (rapper) - in austin كلمات الأغنية

[intro: bren!]
dlo, you made this beat?
yeah, yeah
yeah_ah
yo it’s, yo it’s bren (it’s me)

[chorus: bren!]
chill by my lonely, yeah i do it often (yeah, i do it)
they be like, “bren, (like bren) what the f_ck is you doing in austin?” (yeah, what the f_ck?)
chillin’ with quin (yeah)
treated him wrong, it’s no wonder you lost him (yeah, you lost)
for him it’s a win (yeah)
watching the pockets worried what it cost him (yeah, what it cost?)
a million and ten

[verse 1: bren!]
a hundred times done wrong (done wrong)
and a hundred times i’ve forgiven (i did)
they done took it from me but i know that i’ll get it back tenfold
that’s what i’m gone teach to my children
f_ck disrespecting, stay focused on winning
grew up at seventeen, no longer kidding
stepped out the circle i no longer fit in
i’ll take you up to the top if you get in (let’s go)
it’s a real fast ride, be careful (be careful)
don’t show ’em that side, be cool (be cool)
they can’t get me to act out of character (they can’t)
but i’m characteristically rude
that b_tch topless, i’m loving the view
in the sea we surrounded by blue
we in j’s when we slide with the crew (yeah, when we slide)
ain’t no problem, really it’s just you
ando de nave só na rodovia (ah_a)
nunca andando corro todo dia (ah_a)
lembro do tempo quando todos ria (ah_a)
ando com mano louco tudo zica (tudo zica)
eu subo o nível (eu subo)
like bro, i don’t need help (yeah, i don’t)
foco no que é meu (yeah, i don’t focus)
on god, i need that mil (i need it)
that sh_t not for me, it’s for the fam (for the fam)
not a selfish bone in who i am (yeah)
why the b_tch be sliding in a gown? (she slide)
hope that she don’t think she spendin’ the night (yeah, you can’t)
had a lot of people let me down (let me down)
and a lot of sh_t i had to fight
tell ’em bring the lb need a pound (yeah, like bring it)
when we get it put it out of sight
[chorus: bren!]
chill by my lonely, yeah i do it often (yeah, i do it)
they be like, “bren, (like bren) what the f_ck is you doing in austin?” (yeah, what the f_ck?)
chillin’ with quin (yeah)
treated him wrong, it’s no wonder you lost him (yeah, you lost)
for him it’s a win (yeah)
watching the pockets worried what it cost him (yeah, what it cost?)
a million and ten

[verse 2: quin nfn]
huh
it took a while but i got in my bag (took me a while)
it took a while but i got in that mode (got in that mode)
we used to go hit the road for a couple of bowls
now i’m turnt up doing shows (now i’m turnt up)
i got some bros on lock right now on the hold
the laws couldn’t get ’em to fold
still the main one, i’ma carry the load
did it myself and i stuck to the code (stuck to the code)
still on some young n_gga sh_t
but i had to man up in the streets to go get me a plate (get me a plate)
nowadays i’m on a beach, wanna hop in some bad hoes, tryna eat lobster and steak (ooh)
these n_ggas can’t even feel all the sh_t i been kicking
i’m still tryna have ’em relate (ohh)
come f_ck with us we gone open his face
new thirty_eight, probably start up a raid (ye)
i’m rocking real diamonds, i’m talking flawless
on top of the bezel these n_ggas can’t see me (can’t see me)
my lil’ bro will come spin he a cd (b_tch)
and he popping all black like he gd (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
i’m a big dog, boy, you a peewee (you a peewee)
and i know you’re bm wanna meet me (ha)
now i’m charging these n_ggas to greet me (ay)
i’ma hit her and make her delete me (ye)
everything we be doing colossal
and i spit straight crack when i hop on a track
n_ggas know quin hard as a fossil (i’m on it)
i be f_cking the ratchets and f_cking the models
just spent couple thousand on goggles (ohh)
we’ll pull up around the same time you eat chicken and waffles and do n_ggas awful (d_mn)
i’ll have lil’ brother pop him (pew, pew, pew, pew)
[chorus: bren!]
chill by my lonely, yeah i do it often (yeah, i do it)
they be like, “bren, (like bren) what the f_ck is you doing in austin?” (yeah, what the f_ck?)
chillin’ with quin (yeah)
treated him wrong, it’s no wonder you lost him (yeah, you lost)
for him it’s a win (yeah)
watching the pockets worried what it cost him (yeah, what it cost?)
a million and ten

- quin nfn bren rapper

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