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seesaw - quetee lyrics

[harmonizing intro]
[intro: quetee]
what?
yeah
okay
yeah
mmm, mm
[verse 1]
okay, n*ggas been plotting on me for a minute
i play it cool but i know what it is
only pop out when i’m handling biz’
i can’t be seen unless i’m shooting a vid’
yeah bae, i know i look better in person, n*ggas know i ain’t a regular person
i get more bread than the average person
bro came a long way from sn*tching them purses
bro came a long way from serving the fiends, say what i said and i mean what i mean
dad was a heartbreaker back in the day, i don’t wear pants but it’s still in my jeans
i’m getting paid, she want me to stay, i hit it one time now i gotta escapе
she think she a ten, b*tch barеly an eight
b*tch, get out the way, you getting replaced
i gotta go, b*tch i cannot stall, they know i’m the sh*t i don’t need a stall
i’m jack of all trades, i’m doing it all
b*tch, i do not play, my last name ball
you got my number, you better not call
securing them all my name ain’t paul
i don’t do no back and forth with that n*gga, don’t care what you think you seen or you saw
[verse 2]
n*ggas act tough but they know that they not hard
he in the field, but that n*gga do not start
i seen my bro in the back of a cop car, these n*ggas sweet they remind me of pop tart
n*ggas be hating, they know that i go hard
i’m in my bag, finna cop me a goyard
we caught him lacking and we pulled his whole car up
we walked him down, ’cause that n*gga got no car
yeah, don’t gotta whip but he hittin’ to whip it
i’m speaking facts, i ain’t even dissin’
ten toes down when i’m standing on business
yo’ b*tch a chooser, i’m a decision
i hit yo’ b*tch from the back with precision
i’m getting good neck, you getting kisses
you want your l!ck back, i get my d*ck l!cked
she probably with me when you [?]
[verse 3]
yeah, let’s call it a maybe
possibility she not but you know she probably is
just had a baby, tryna’ pull up to the spot, man that b*tch worried about the wrong crib
she going crazy whenever she giving top, man, i’m thinking about leaving it in
i ain’t really trippin’ it is what it is, she just had a kid, she pregnant again, okay?
[outro: quetee]
nah f*ck that, plan b haha
let’s go, let’s go
go, go, go, go, what?

- quetee lyrics

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