Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Quiet Storm (Freestyle), artist - ASCO. Date of issue: 18.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Quiet Storm (Freestyle) |
| Niggas ain’t fuckin with me, and thats for certain |
| Niggas talk bad, but ain’t wicked when they in person |
| Niggas talk bad when we see em', they start skirting |
| Meantime i’m still in the trizzy, the lizzy chirping |
| Not a, day goes by in my strizzy, we ain’t serving |
| No days off, for the workers, they stay working |
| Now we in the night in the lanes, and something foreign |
| All my niggas dippin' and whippin' in something german |
| AMG’s, theres 3, my niggas swerving |
| Ain’t no peace, when its beef we stay lurkin' |
| My hombres don’t play |
| Catch him on the back roads |
| Slippin' then pussy, you know its curtains |
| Run up on them nigga, and light em and leave em jerkin' |
| Then run up on your mrs and pipe her, and leave her squirtin' |
| Touch traps, but that boil out and get to workin' |
| Flip a half pack, bring it back and its like a 30's |
| Tell my yungen switch up the game, and drop them truey’s |
| Now he’s stepping out in Balmain and drippin' louis |
| Louis belts to hold up the louki, we gettin muli |
| All my niggas dressed in designer, they sporting gucci |
| Boogie with the baddie, i bet that she be a cutie |
| Talkin' couple lighties, couple badders and couple couey’s |
| Bitches see the kid, and see i’m like suttin i’ma pipe the movie |
| Told the baby mama, unless if you date me she in the zoovie |
| So much ice on my body, i swear i’m catching a frostbite |
| Due to be a body, whenever my nigga frost strikes |
| Its man down nigga when them shots fire |
| My new baddy the baddest, i swear shes such a hotspice |
| Straight droppin' the profit, all of my niggas chop white |
| And all my niggas buss z, all of my niggas |
| Cah its straight peng, whenever my niggas touch strips |
| Ain’t no secret, my nigga we beena does this |
| And its muli gang, i know that you niggas heard it |
| My niggas all certi thats word to my nigga curti |
| My niggas caught a body they gave em' more than a 30 |
| I’m rollin with the mizzy, the clizzy hold more than 30 |
| I’m rollin wid your misses, and shit be getting all twerky |
| And that ain’t nuttin' knew, i been doing this ting early |
| Shuttin grams way before grams, these niggas all nerdy |
| I been had joints on joints, you know the pattern |
| I’m lickin all these points and points, its moving rapid |
| The trizzy be steady, you know the lizzy stay whappin |
| How you think i’m dropping 10 at a time |
| When i touch hatton |
| Then its back to the kitchen with latex |
| And when we be slaggin |
| Its two scales, 10 out of 10 whenever we bag it |
| We get bail, fresh out of pen and back to the trappin |
| Drop two bags of swag on your bitch and thats how we splashin' |