- Quality Control Big Rocks 歌詞
- Quality Control
- Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta here
Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta here
Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta here
Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta here
Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta here
Wheezy outta here, Wheezy outta here
Big, big rocks on the frames (Big rocks)
We got stocks of the panes (Stocks)
**** her outta bangs (Smash)
SV, **** her in the Range (SV)
Double C's on the buckle, she got rain (Double C's)
Courtesy, I put diamonds on the gang (Courtesy)
They know it's me when I'm walking in the bank (They know it's me)
150 on the Audemars, plain (Plain Jane)
Check my stain, I hit roaches but I never complain
Blowed out the brain, on a ***** for the Audemars, plain
**** your domain, I was lookin' for a thottie to bling
Burn his romaines, now he can't do it again
Woo, woo, Offset
Tip-toe, put your hoe, like curb flow (Preach)
Headshot, what the **** you got a vest for? (Bah)
I'ma hit her with the left and the right stroke (Hey)
She be eating' up the pipe, got the best throat (Pipe)
Bought a jet, I been cappin' in the West coast (Phew)
I put five million dollars in the ESCRO (Five)
Diamonds hit, make the ***** break her neck, hoe (Blind)
She obsessed with the drip, she can't let go (Drip)
White gold, rose gold Patek (Two tone)
Money in the dirt, and it's matted (Matted)
Wipe your nose with the ratchet (Slime)
Strip him out his clothes, gotta have it (Hey)
Touch screen cameras on the tablet (Doot, doot, doot)
Maison Margiela, my fabric (Margiela)
Karats on me,where the rabbit? (Where?)
I save a hunnid, a week is a habit (Hey)
Big, big rocks on the frames (Big rocks)
We got stocks of the panes (Stocks)
**** her outta bangs (Smash)
SV, **** her in the Range (SV)
Double C's on the buckle, she got rain (Double C's)
Courtesy, I put diamonds on the gang (Courtesy)
They know it's me, when I'm walking in the bank (They know it's me)
150 on the Audemars, plain (Plain Jane)
Check my stain , I hit roaches but I never complain
Blowed out the brain, on a ***** for the Audemars, plain
**** your domain, I was lookin' for a thottie to bling
Burn his romaines, now he can't do it again
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