1234 Lyrics - osquinn — Covers de Chansons

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[Intro: osquinn]
Oh
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One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
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[Chorus: osquinn]
Oh, I smoke this pack, it’s so exotic (So exotic)
Like what’s that smell? Somebody farted (Somebody farted)
I got the chopper in the closet (Closet)
I got some cash up in my wallet (Wallet)
And if we got a problem, we can solve it
‘Cause you know Quinn not with the talkin’
I’m off the shits, can’t hear you callin’
I’m smokin’ dope until I fall in

[Bridge: osquinn]
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four

[Verse 1: ericdoa]
Woah
Yeah, we turn your bro into exotic
Come get your mans, I don’t want y’all in my pockеt
I’m off the drank, uh, baby know I’m noddin’
Ayy, who at the door? The fеds knockin’
Hop inside the whip, I’m doin’ 90, I got three stars
Take your life, ain’t no comin’ back, not no restart
Open up the door, I need more, body on the floor
And you leave me with a deep voice, like I’m fuckin’ CORPSE
I’m gone in one, two, three, four
Dipped out the party askin’ Eric what’s the weed for
Posted with Quinn, that’s a person I would bleed for
Don’t give a shit, that boy talk over a keyboard

[Verse 2: Midwxst]
One, two, three, shotgun to your fuckin’ head
Hard to believe all the lies that you fuckin’ said
Shotgun gonna blast in your fuckin’ chest
I gotta clean the crime scene, it’s such a mess (NOVAGANG)
I got blood, it’s on my loafers, I spilled blood up on my shoes
I don’t think about the shit that I say or the shit I do
I just think that that shit’s cool and then I end up followin’ through
Only know one single thing, the fact that I don’t fuck with you
I got my hand on the trigger
Mama never raised a quitter
[?] I don’t fuck with [?] because he called me ******
And I’m wanted like it’s GTA
Got an M4, let it spray
Don’t care what you think or say
Plotting on your final days
I got death inside my mind every single second
I shoot them shots, we gonna shoot them right into your section
I don’t give fucks about your feelings, ’bout your dumb affection
Hallucinating all the time, I feel like I’ma let it

[Chorus: osquinn]
Oh, I smoke this pack, it’s so exotic (So exotic)
Like what’s that smell? Somebody farted (Somebody farted)
I got the chopper in the closet (Closet)
I got some cash up in my wallet (Wallet)
And if we got a problem, we can solve it
‘Cause you know Quinn not with the talkin’
I’m off the shits, can’t hear you callin’ (One, two, three, four)
I’m smokin’ dope until I fall in (One, two, three, four)

[Outro: osquinn]
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four

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