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Sturdy
2239
Hip-Hop/Rap
Sturdy fue publicado el 2 de julio de 2021 por One 5ive Quill Division como parte del álbum Don Quillion 2
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Fecha de lanzamiento2 de julio de 2021
SelloOne 5ive Quill Division
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía
BPM70

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Quill
Lil Quill
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dequillius Boyer
Dequillius Boyer
Songwriter

Letras

[Intro]
(You want a drink, Alek, while you wait?)
(You are so lame)
Haha, haha, let's go (Huh)
[Chorus]
Solid-ass ****, I'm sturdy (I'm solid)
I been gettin' fly like birdies (Polly)
Blowin' on the gas, I'm swervin' (No key)
I'm tryna score like a jersey (On God)
I remember times actin' like they ain't heard me
Lost twin, it hurt me (Damn)
I don't know why all these guns be dirty (Don't know)
But we finna fill 'em with thirties (Alright)
They steady tryna ride the wave like surfing
So they gotta pay for the verses
Today, made like eight, so I purchased (Like)
Before all this rap, I was servin'
Got a bag, not a Birkin
These **** mad, they hurtin'
Ride with the mask like COVID
He said he took it, but he really stole it
[Verse 1]
Got a switch on this bitch that I'm totin' (I'm totin')
Got your bitch on my dick, she chokin' (Your broad)
Ever since kids of the 6, I been loaded (I been loaded)
Big racks inside of my jeans, they pokin' (Let's go)
I'm gettin' cash, yeah, they noticed
All of that playin' got your homie killed (Stop playin')
New Gucci belt (Gucci), Glock on my hip (Hip)
Be by myself (Yes), you needed help (Let's go)
I don't care 'bout nothin' else (No)
Hop out the whip like a slave (Hop out)
Really got stripes like a ref (Hop out)
I done been up for some days (Let's go)
Please don't get smoked like this sage (Please don't)
We tryna hit you, not graze (They are)
We posted up like a page
Fuck 12, gave my dog more years than age (Let's go, fuck 12)
[Chorus]
Solid-ass ****, I'm sturdy (I'm solid)
I been gettin' fly like birdies (Polly)
Blowin' on the gas, I'm swervin' (No key)
I'm tryna score like a jersey (On God)
I remember times actin' like they ain't heard me
Lost twin, it hurt me (Damn)
I don't know why all these guns be dirty (Don't know)
But we finna fill 'em with thirties (Alright)
They steady tryna ride the wave like surfing
So they gotta pay for the verses
Today, made like eight, so I purchased (Like)
Before all this rap, I was servin'
Got a bag, not a Birkin
These **** mad, they hurtin'
Ride with the mask like COVID
He said he took it, but he really stole it
[Verse 2]
Now why my jewelry tryna copy the ocean? (Why they hatin')
Mixed the Louis Vuitton with the Rolie (Louis V)
I been doublin' up on my doses
Not with the butterin' up, you ain't fuckin', you goin' (Hell nah)
They pick 'em up like towin'
Then they stitch 'em up like sewin' (Stitch 'em up)
I put the hood on my back like clothing
They tryna slide, they ain't gotta ask me, I drove it
They really sleep, they dozin'
Hop on the beat, just rode it
Big dog shit, Beethoven
Pop my shit, they know it
Just like abracadabra, you bogus
You exaggeratin', you know you stole it
Big Quill eatin' good, I'm bloated
I'm geeked, on God, I'm floatin' (Let's go)
[Chorus]
Solid-ass ****, I'm sturdy (I'm solid)
I been gettin' fly like birdies (Polly)
Blowin' on the gas, I'm swervin' (No key)
I'm tryna score like a jersey (On God)
I remember times actin' like they ain't heard me
Lost twin, it hurt me (Damn)
I don't know why all these guns be dirty
But we finna fill 'em with thirties
They steady tryna ride the wave like surfing
So they gotta pay for the verses
Today, made like eight, so I purchased (Like)
Before all this rap, I was servin'
Got a bag, not a Birkin
These **** mad, they hurtin'
Ride with the mask like COVID
He said he took it, but he really stole it (On God)
Written by: Dequillius Boyer
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