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Quabe x Kenna

andrew

QUABE x KENNA - FUCKED UP (Prod. 5:10)

Eh, made it in a day. It's decent I guess.

GATES (Feat Kenna & Quabe) (Prod. by ruins)

Cant Fold

Can’t Fold (prod byte)

The World (Prod. Byte)

(Kg prince)

Couple niggas that be talking 
They all on my Instagram they steady stalking

I’m blocking
No photoshop on niggas cropping 

Like pharmacy 

medical nigga problems uh

Gps you not route

Knock out the park w a blood like ruth 

I be home alone hit record in the boof 

Kg get up on the track body dropping like noose ya

Really got the V on my back no cap nigga 
looking at me like it’s not facts mm

Subzero mortal combat my fit no shit w the talk
Never lack mmm

Like dip mm

If take shots I don’t miss mm
Throw it to zay like a pitch 

I got that magic like witch mm 

Twitch 

Like shhhhhhh
Mm 

I get the fetti 

Said that I pop it I spread like confetti 

Flow be on big body pull up like in  Chevy 

You not a goat you a llama like deli

am KG not uh

Fucking peasant

And you be so lucky like

Number 7

I’m teaching you niggas so

It’s a lesson

And did she come over nigga

Funny question 

I’m questioning 

If they gon hit up my phone need a battery 

Battery power my flow

Need Some energy 

To be kinetic 

They really pathetic 

It’s in my genetics 

I’m 1904 so a nigga go rep it

I’m wrecking you niggas

That really be capping

I’m Laughing 

I’m spazzing

I feel like houndi I’m doing that magic

And if you come for me you better bring that shit 

My circle small like a back flip

Shorty be tripping just like acid

I’m never stopping just habit
Won’t pass it

(Probablysookiiee)

Said I’m black hearted bitch I’m black
Take nigga out, 69 lil rat 
Nigga want smoke, that nigga like packs 
Jit working hard, I work, for the racks 

Shoot my shot, like motherfucking free throw 
Nigga living high, like a fly, ufo
Idgaf, I want all pesos
Nigga want cheese that nigga want queso

Ouu 

Choking that bitch, that bitch call me Kane
Breaking her back, that bitch call me bane
I’m by my lonely, I’m in my own lane 
Like how I drip, I come wit the rain 
Super saiyan how I come with the pain 
Jelly fam, how I drive in the paint 
Fuck these niggas I don’t fuck wit the lames 
See me die, imma flex in the gates 

Kill the beat, I’m an animal
Going fast, wit the stamina
Riding round, in a foreign car
Riding round, in a foreign car 


Walk around, yeah I come wit the business, young nigga want all the money 
Kill a beat, and they ask when you finished, I say, hold up, you is funny 
Idc, yeah it’s been a minute, I jus wanna make the money 
Run my city, like I be the senate, nigga nose, that shit he runny

 I’m back tho 
Like Can’t see me like camo 
I’m shooting this shit like Rambo 
You talk that shit, but you ran tho 
Like Stand hoe 
You hate me, but you a fan tho
Like TK, I go commando 
You a rando 
But I’m man tho 
Just know I know where you stay tho


Young nigga lil goated, but you asking for me
Why tryna be wit me, when you don’t even know me 
I got these bitches, in my room, and they be dancing on me 
A couple minutes going by, and now topping on me 

Let’s run it back 
These niggas wack
Better hope they never lack
All these niggas left me on the dust, so imma run it back 
I need no help I need no hacks 
Imma go make all the racks 
Call playboi rather die before I end up in the last

Shecxo x Quabe x Kenna! - idek

Kenna