12am wit Quagmire (feat. Benfrank_)

I'm with the wave, ****

New wave, ****, it's paper route, ****

Take a risk if you tryna double up

I don't got no heart, I put my feelings in this double cup

You never took a risk or been out the city, I done did the hella stuff

And I don't trust these hoes because these Fort-Wayne bitches set you up

And like a waterpark, my brother out here tryna wet you up

We be out here really catchin' heads, you tryna catch a nut

No, I'm not goin' off, nobody goin' with my gut

It's way too many hoes around this bitch to trip about a slut

I'll sip it out the pint, don't need no double cup

I'm ridin' around with these bands and drums, no heavy metal stuff

It used to be that Chevy, now I'm finna go TRX the truck You go against the grain, ****, you lost should've , had better luck

Paper route hit me, he said, Kam get on this beat

But I been out here with RJ all day, I'm tryna feed the streets

But you not really in the field, they need to confiscate your cleats

Talkin' down on the wave, we tryna put you underneath

We came a long way from tryna do it once and repeat

SRT to Jeep, Balenciaga tracks, that's on my feet

That **** think he Dr. King, he out here tryna give a speech

But I'm respectful, young ****, so I'ma let my OG preach

Four lines of Quagmire got me throwed

Trippin' in the party, throwin' bands, while bitches touchin' toes

I'ma respectful, young ****, but still a call that bitch a hoe

Been in the game for two years, need to let that shit go

Sixteen, but got a old, soul we losin' to the streets

See bullets flyin', **** die for not beatin' feet

Knock on your door and start blowin', ****, trick or treat

Stop actin' tough on Instagram, the hood know you sweet

These **** either out here jeffin' or they pump, fakin

But Instagram ain't real, how much is you really makin'

Black bag on the side of chop, we won't leave no traces

Pull your mask down, hop out on feet, no face, no cases

12 a.m. with Quagmire , seen this **** fuckin' Joan

That feeling hurt behind the bars and you can't call home

I swear to God, I'll crack 5 G's off a fuckin' phone

My man sittin' for some years, now I'm crackin' all alone

Uh, uh

This some new wave, uh, uh

This some new wave, uh, uh

There's some new wave, shit, ****

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