Tahmond - Quiet Storm Lyrics

Lyrics Quiet Storm - Tahmond



I just made it flip count the strips, it took no time
Brother just got out the pin, and we trying to win while ducking onetime
Plug tried to jugg on my niggas with the trash pack
They caught the boy slipping bitch nigga blood dripping he yelling for help while he fall Back
I just made it flip count the strips, it took no time
Brother just got out the pin, and we trying to win while ducking onetime
Plug tried to jugg on my niggas with the trash pack
They caught the boy slipping bitch nigga blood dripping he yelling for help while he fall Back
Bitch nigga fallback, talk to the cops we ain't on that
We sipping the cognac, I put the dick in her she hunchback
Man that pussy ransacked, the bitch getting dogged give her bone back
Pack full of green crack, we ran off with it call it go pack
You hoes need to back up, I'm trying to get bread and you bad luck
You niggas just act tough, but that shit gone stop with my thang tucked
Can't get your shit back bruh, pull up if you trying to get whacked up
I'm at the crab shack yuh, feed the whole team with a stack uh
Sipping the ack and that shit had me slept, wake up a nigga is lazy
Thinking you dripping got green on your neck, all of your jewelry fugazi
The grind never stop and I'm chasing that check I'll be counting up bands when I'm Eighty
I pull up hop out and then you know the rest
I ain't missing no Tracy McGrady
On his P Day gave him one to the head and they left no father for his babies
Blew off his head and he leave him for dead so shit be having niggas shaking
You niggas ain't street man you talk to the feds and you begging niggas for your safety
Pull out the strap and then aim at his chest
Then that nigga turned into a lady
I just made it flip count the strips, it took no time
Brother just got out the pin, and we trying to win while ducking onetime
Plug tried to jugg on my niggas with the trash pack
They caught the boy slipping bitch nigga blood dripping he yelling for help while he fall Back
I just made it flip count the strips, it took no time
Brother just got out the pin, and we trying to win while ducking onetime
Plug tried to jugg on my niggas with the trash pack
They caught the boy slipping bitch nigga blood dripping he yelling for help while he fall Back
Them brains just be spilling like gravy
It's blood all over the Mercedes
I'm hoping them niggas don't take me
I pray that they coming home safely
He pulling up slow that shit shady
Will them niggas get bussed it's a maybe
He threw the set up like he Brady
He will shoot your granny it's brazy



Writer(s): Aaron Howard


Tahmond - Quiet Storm
Album Quiet Storm
date of release
10-08-2021




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