Lyrics Sewed Up - Quin Nfn, Lil 2z

Sewed Up

What I cop you can’t cop in the stores
Can’t compete cause yo clique full of hoes
A whole lotta drip, spent a brick on my toes (that's red)
Have lil bro n them go hit up his home
If I come up right now I’m investing in poles (we on it)
I’ve been running up bands for the stamina (for the stamina)
Don’t get ate tryna play for that camera (for the camera)
Lotta mops in the crib like a janitor
That bitch know I’m a vet not an amateur (I'm on it)
Vs1 diamonds colder than Canada
Gotta whole lotta racks on racks like panama (pow pow)
We gon spend everyday on the calendar
Get fired in this bitch like you pissed off your manager (dumb ass)
We gonna wet that bitch up, get a rain coat
Is you niggas gon slide, I don’t think so (get off)
Go a whole lotta places you can’t go (we on it)
Poke a whole lotta bitches you can’t poke
Drive a whole lotta horses you can’t smoke
Work off a perc, she gonna fuck for a bank roll
I be kicking this shit, I’m an a-hole
My esé the hardest he feeling like peso (peso)
Get the cheese, then dip like queso
I slide with the Glock on the block like a lego
Tryna flex with some shit you ain’t pay for
My young nigga 4 foot tall with a Draco
They know quin dropping racks on the say so
Lativo gon hunt like he going Diego (he on it)
Hit him up then we act like we ain’t know
Have lil bro do a stain while I lay low
In the city got young niggas sewed up
I just walked in the yo and I’m poled up
Niggas envy lil quin, nigga so what
Have lil Ron drop the top with the doors up
I got back on they ass when I blowed up
Used to rock with them niggas, I growed up
Niggas fragile and soft they a fold up
Got this shit on my own I don’t owe nothing
In the city got young niggas sewed up (hold on)
I just walked in the yo and I’m poled up (poled up)
Niggas envy lil quin, nigga so what (so what)
Have lil Ron drop top with the doors up (doors up)
I got back on they ass when I blowed up (blowed up)
Used to rock with them niggas, I growed up (I'm on it)
Niggas fragile and soft they a fold up (bitch)
Got this shit on my own I don’t owe nothing
Back to back clutchin sticks on the road (on a road)
Ball like Bron, should’ve went to the pros (should've went)
What I cop you can’t cop in the stores
Can’t compete cause your clique full of hoes
A whole lotta drip, spent a brick on my toes (that's red)
Have lil bro n them go hit up his home
If I come up right now I’m investing in poles (we on it)
I’ve been running up bands for the stamina (for the stamina)
Don’t get ate tryna play for that camera (for the camera)
Lotta mops in the crib like a janitor
That bitch know I’m a vet not an amateur (I'm on it)
Vs1 diamonds colder than Canada
Gotta whole lotta racks on racks like panama (pow pow)
We gonna spend everyday on the calendar
Get fired in this bitch like you pissed off your manager
Aye, aye, back to back steady busting down bow
I got work like I’m living at lowes
When I die bury me in my gold (in my gold)
Boy these niggas gon pay what they owe
If you don’t, might as well hang yourself from a rope (from a rope)
He only did like 8 or 9 shows, how the fuck does this young nigga keep getting
dough (ahahaha)
2z ain’t never been out the country, but 2z whole fit is from Burberry London
(it is)
Like a nigga that ain’t got no legs, I promise lil 2z ain’t doing no running (I
ain’t)
When 2z was down on his dick he went got him a peezy and it started hustling
(he did)
H2GMB with the business, I got this shit sewed up like I broke a button (aye)
Back then this shit wasn’t easy, you wanted some heat had to cut on the oven
(aye)
When I get to thinking about all of that shit, I just sit back and smoke by the
dozen
As long as my people straight, I could give a fuck bout getting a Grammy or
buzzin (aye)
I gotta stay down and be humble, I know how it feel when you never had nothing
(ahahaha)
Back to back clutchin sticks on the road (on a road)
Ball like Bron, should’ve went to the pros (should've went)
What I cop you can’t cop in the stores
Can’t compete cause yo clique full of hoes
A whole lotta drip, spent a brick on my toes (that's red)
Have lil bro n them go hit up his home
If I come up right now I’m investing in poles (we on it)
I’ve been running up bands for the stamina (for the stamina)
Don’t get ate tryna play for that camera (for the camera)
Lotta mops in the crib like a janitor
That bitch know I’m a vet not an amateur (I'm on it)
Vs1 diamonds colder than Canada
Gotta whole lotta racks on racks like panama (pow pow)
We gon spend everyday on the calendar
Get fired in this bitch like you pissed off your manager (dumb ass)