Lyrics Soldier Kidd – Quarterback
Text:
Yeah, you ain’t clap back nigga
Better clap that shit, better clap back nigga
I told you clap that shit bruh, I just want big racks nigga
Them big racks though, nigga I just really want it
Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X
They don’t want no Triple-X
I’ll die, show you how it feels without me
But I’ma ride ’cause these fuck niggas doubt me
Me and KB, we hittin’ all the county
Jimmy Butler bitch, I told ’em get an Audi
I don’t believe in friends, you better get the fuck from ’round me
Boy I want your head and I’m coming like a bounty
She don’t drop no head but that pussy finna drown me
Got that iron man, I ain’t talkin’ Robert Downey
I ain’t big headed but I think that they should crown me
I’m thinkin’ ’bout some fed and these other niggas drowsy
That lil money clowning me, how that lil money sound to me
I’ma do a thousand each, it ain’t free for my lil speech
Look, I just want big racks nigga
I don’t beef, I Big Mac a nigga
Bleu cheese all up in my sack nigga
Who’s he, that’s a quarterback nigga
Look, I just want big racks nigga
I don’t beef, I Big Mac a nigga
Bleu cheese all up in my sack nigga
Who’s he, that’s a quarterback nigga
That’s a stunner back nigga, got that gun packed nigga
You won’t steal that with it, ’cause my young niggas menace
Too much money, catch a charge, young nigga get acquitted
I just came up on a lick, now a nigga in here trippin’
Baby I’m the glory jit, and my voice worth a million, uh
What you out here dealin’ boy? what you out here stealin’?
Why the fuck you always grilling? girl this money got me grillin’
I got bills like I’m Clinton, I can bend it, I can switch it
If he start it I’ma finish, I just farted ’cause I’m shitting
On these niggas, on these bitches, on they daddy, on they children
Soldier Kidd, I can feel it, hundred mil then I chill it, yeah
Look, I just want big racks nigga
I don’t beef, I Big Mac a nigga
Bleu cheese all up in my sack nigga
Who’s he, that’s a quarterback nigga
Look, I just want big racks nigga
I don’t beef, I Big Mac a nigga
Bleu cheese all up in my sack nigga
Who’s he, that’s a quarterback nigga
Yeah, you ain’t clap back nigga
Better clap that shit, better clap back nigga
I told you clap that shit bruh, I just want big racks nigga
Them big racks though, nigga I just really want it
Yeah, Solider Kidd, Soldier Kidd, Soldier Kidd
Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X, Triple-X
They don’t want no Triple-X
Album
Soldier Kidd – XXX
