QuinceLu - Quarantine (feat. Remmy Rasclat) Lyrics

Lyrics Quarantine (feat. Remmy Rasclat) - QuinceLu




"When worlds collide,
Written in the stars is a message of doom for this our world,
And now in the most shattering
Experience the screen has ever given you,
Paramon tells what could happen within your lifetime,
When world collide"
Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo
You can't take the heat
You can't take the heat
No, This is ain't for the weak
This ain't for the weak
Started with a half, or maybe it was 15?
Imma go ahead and say that what it is
When I tell you what I tell you, keep it peeped
Better never say or speak, better keep it lowkey
Be discrete,
When I'm on the beat
Gotta do that shit the way they know I do the tree, on my Ps
Gotta run the sack back and make the 3, at least
Had to double back, flip it by the Z
And I'm counting my money!
While she sucking on the D
Cause the backwood got 15, that's G's
Can I breathe,
Just minute looking down can't see my feet, Eee!
Already know we higher than space fleets, sheesh!
Im on a glee, but I'm not the thief
I done put some work up in the streets, and still gucci
This ain't what it seems, Do you really want the heat?
When you up and somehow end up back at E, can you eat?
Aye yea, ooo
You can't take the heat
You can't take the heat
No, this ain't for the weak
This ain't for the weak
But can you take the heat
I been up for weeks,
All this fucking road running putting creases in my sneaks
Its just me, & the team
Blowing trees, screaming fuck the enemies
Nigga what you need? A pint, an O, a Q, or P?
We need everything, emphasis on everything
I'm meant for this on everything
You can't make no money with ya lady,
But the bitch still want a wedding ring?
Nah, I was on to better things, yuh
Cop it, weigh it, bag it
Flipping pack I'm Randy Savage
Now all of them flexing niggas looking pretty average,
My nigga moving white in Dallas like Porzingis on the Mavericks
I'm out on I-10 like where the traffic?
& I'm walking through yo trap like nigga what you trapping?
Remmy need a clip, I know Bendito bout that action
Damn, I feel like Shaq when I'm working with the Magic
Damn, I feel like Shaq when they just hacking
You can't take the heat
You can't take the heat
Yea aye, this ain't for the weak
This ain't for the weak, okay



Writer(s): Cody Rounds, Luis Alejandro Quintero


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