ROKU Lyrics – Quin NFN
Singer: Quin NFN
Title: ROKU
Yeah, yeah [Yeah, yeah
Tryna fight and we’ll shoot at you [Pew, pew, pew
Set it off like Boosie do [Yeah
This a brand new Scat, no Subaru [Yeah, yeah
n#gg#s chicken, noodle soup [Hah
We gon’ spin, hula hoop [Yeah, spin
Brand new foreign, and its bullet proof [This beat prod by
We on his #ss, fruit of loom [Hah]
Plenty cake, anime [Hah
Known to snap, camera day [b#tch
Givin’ shots, Alize [Pew, pew, pew, pew
Clap ’em down, patty cake [Blrrt, blrrt
I was broke, I ain’t have a date
My mama real and my daddy fake [Shit
I was sippin’ oil this sh#t had me late [Yеah
n#gg#s weak, Saturday [Hah
n#gg# play, get ’em whackеd [Get him whacked
Baby K, need Similac [Woah, b#tch
Play with me and go tit for tat
n#gg#s send shots and we gon send ’em back [Baow, baow, baow, baow
My temper short and my flights long [Flight long
Money old, Mike Jones [b#tch
Diamonds hit with no lights on
Play my flow ’cause my pipe on [Hah
Rockin’ out, right on
Talk to Quin with the right tone [Pew, pew, pew
n#gg#s snakes, python
I’ma get the check, with Nikes on [Nikes
Left the loss, tell ’em come get me [Come get me
All my people gon run with it [There he is
A lot of shots, like 150 [Blrrt, blrrt
We gon’ blow this b#tch till our gun empty, yeah [b#tch
Diamonds froze, cool cups [Ooh
Three K’s, Ku Klux [Ooh, yeah
I ain’t never had to do much
I wish I could give a few f#cks [b#tch
Yeah, we done went to war, Pakistan
Slide on ’em, avalanche [Hah
Fourty kick, Jackie Chan [Pew, pew, pew, pew
I been him since baggy pants [This beat prod by, been him
Young n#gg#, with old news [Old
Leave him hot like soul food [Soul
Gold noggin, gold coupe [Noggin
She let me f#ck and I ain’t want to [b#tch
Facebook, we’ll poke you [Poke him
He fake beefin’, tofu [Yeah, hah
New whip, it ain’t old school
You could search the kid on your Roku [Search him
Capricorn, Gemini
Bad b#tch, she a Pisces [Bad
Pink fifties, Blue hunnids
Money thicker than ice cream
Know these n#gg#s don’t like me [Hah
My Glock dirty, hygiene [Pew, pew, pew, pew
Rockstar, tight jeans
Pop his #ss, fight these [Fight him]
Yeah, yeah [Yeah, yeah
Tryna fight and we’ll shoot at you [Pew, pew, pew
Set it off like Boosie do [Yeah
This a brand new Scat, no Subaru [Yeah, yeah
n#gg#s chicken, noodle soup [Hah
We gon’ spin, hula hoop [Yeah, spin
Brand new foreign, and its bullet proof
We on his #ss, fruit of loom [Hah]
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