QUANNY FLOW 2

[Intro: HXNDRO]
Deno, what’s poppin’?
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh, uh

[Chorus: HXNDRO]
My life so crazy, I could write a book just like I’m Quanny (Like I’m Quanny)
All these molly, percocets, turn you to a zombie
All these niggas gangsta till I go and spin that johnny (Skrrt-skrrt)
Hop out, blick em, I paid brodie ten, just for the body (Bah-bah)
It was me & brodie in the trap with gas by the pound
It was me & brodie trapping, yeah, we tryna hold it down
We was trapping ‘round the corners, all the plugs know us now (Yeah, yeah)
All this ice on me, can’t chill out, yeah, you might drip or drown

[Verse 1: HXNDRO]
Yeah, you might slip and fall, all this money, cannot hold ya
Never switch up for no paper, all this money, cannot fold ya
Why you tryna act hard like I won’t put you on a postеr? (Bah-bah)
All these niggas sweet, Pop-Tart, hit ‘em with a toastеr
All my niggas slide regardless, we don’t never need a coaster (Nah-nah)
Always doing what you could, I was doing what I’m ‘posed to
Always looking for the opps, it’s the ones that you close to
He got paid to backdoor, I ain’t even gon’ hold you (I ain’t even gon’)
I ain’t even gon’ cap, he got hit up in his back
Yeah, you thought that he was slatt, had ‘em all in your raps (Had ‘em all in your)
But like Mickey, he a rat so we had to get him whacked
Yeah, we had to get him gone, go and put that in your song
Always thinking that you right, but lil nigga, yeah, you wrong
Go and search up your own casket when I hit you with this chrome
Yeah, we turn you to a pack, you get smoked like a bong (Woo)
You get smoked like a blunt, yeah, I gotta keep it blunt

[Bridge: HXNDRO]
Yeah, we turn you to some zaza but ya ashes, they all runtz, haan (Haan)
But ya ashes, they all runtz
You get smoked like a blunt, yeah, I gotta keep it blunt
Yeah, we turn you to some zaza but ya ashes, they all runtz, haan

[Chorus: HXNDRO, DaBoyVonn]
My life so crazy, I could write a book just like I’m Quanny (Like I’m Quanny)
All these molly, percocets, turn you to a zombie
All these niggas gangsta till I go and spin that johnny (Skrrt-skrrt)
Hop out, blick em, I paid brodie ten, just for the body (Bah-bah)
It was me & brodie in the trap with gas by the pound
It was me & brodie trapping, yeah, we tryna hold it down
We was trapping ‘round the corners, all the plugs know us now (Yeah, yeah)
All this ice on me, can’t chill out, yeah, you might drip or drown (Uh, uh, yeah)

[Verse 2: DaBoyVonn]
I’m smoking on these dead niggas, I’m seeing bodies (Aah)
Bronem hop out, clutching on that hammer, feeling cocky
Like roll them dead niggas in a wood, they should of never tried me
.223’s and .556’s, they ripping through his fucking, yeah
I ain’t never stress about a bitch, and Imma keep it real
You can’t hang with us if you ain’t gang, ‘cause you won’t do a drill
We catch you out in traffic
Snatch his chain, and bro don’t need a pill
I’m sipping on this wock, it got me right
I’m liking how it feel, like shut the fuck up
He dissing RFN, that’s gang, that’ll get you touched up
We threw some shots and missed by a grain, he lucked up
All that nigga heard was (Skrrt) and that (Boom, boom)
Now that’s that thunder
Tell them niggas get back, man, fuck that chit-chat
Niggas keeping on claiming RFN like we don’t get that
Bitch, we be them same niggas from King, y’all kept on dissing
Now you look, we up and y’all niggas, y’all steady missing

[Chorus: HXNDRO]
My life so crazy, I could write a book just like I’m Quanny (Like I’m Quanny)
All these molly, percocets, turn you to a zombie
All these niggas gangsta till I go and spin that johnny (Skrrt-skrrt)
Hop out, blick em, I paid brodie ten, just for the body (Bah-bah)
It was me & brodie in the trap with gas by the pound
It was me & brodie trapping, yeah, we tryna hold it down
We was trapping ‘round the corners, all the plugs know us now (Yeah, yeah)
All this ice on me, can’t chill out, yeah, you might drip or drown