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osquinn / p4rkr - Trackmind Ft Saturn (prod. Kuru)

osquinn - i dont rlly giva fuk no mor

lying on the flooooooooooor

a punk song about sobriety and paranoia

happy ever after

fake emotions

serialkilled (p. kuru & angelus)

Lyrics:

Just one more lie and then I fall

Don’t play pretend you had it all

I’d kill for you dont even start

Dancing alone all in the dark

I’m hurting im hurting i wish you were dead

Don’t reach out my hand ill stab you instead

You said you wont hurt me, now look what you did

I’ll pretend i don't need no help, but i said I need you bad

scars

warning

shooting range

Produced by: (prod.imkpala_)

(Hook)
Dropped five bands, I’m touchin’ earth.
Two bad bitches finna flirt.
Me and lil’ bro gon’ go berserk.
Niggas tryna contest — niggas not in our league,
On the same level as us.
Geeked up in this bih, listenin’ to this beat,
Puttin’ some weed in the air.
Drop me a nigga, put a opp in the air.
Shootin’ shit with this big K — ion care.
Pourin’ up lean while I fuck, pull her hair.
Walk in the party — don’t talk, they stare.
556 — when I buss, leave a glare.
It ain’t nothin’ to come to your city.
Bro said, “Pull up,” he just bought him a Bentley.
If I put fifty down, it ain’t nothin’ to kill him.

⸻

(Verse)
If I put hunnid down, Brodie buss through your ceilin’.
Fuck it, slide by myself — I’m a fiend for the killings.
Got a rookie right now — need a bean for them drillings.
Keep a switchy on side — he a devious nigga.
Put a rack on his head, Brodie go head and catch him.
With the rock, he just like Odell Beckham.
He come out, man — I’m fiendin’ to stretch him.
With this FN, I’ll send him to heaven.
556 — when I shoot, nigga case closed.
Bitch nigga scared on a drill — told him stay close.
Told that nigga, “Pop him a pill, grab the Draco.”
Know a nigga shootin’ hunnid drum when I say so.
Big stack — ion got no ones, hella bankroll.
Tell that bih, “Lay on her back, let the gang go.”
Me and gang spinnin’ back-to-back like tornado.
Take a shot, turn around like I made those.

⸻

(Bridge)
(What ×5)
Puttin’ ten shots in his hat. (What ×3)
(What ×5)
I can’t wait till I spin back. (What ×5)
(What ×2)
I can’t wait till I get back. (What ×3)
Put twenty-five in his hat. (What ×3)
Put twenty-five in his face. (What ×3)
I can’t wait till I see his face. (What ×4)

⸻

(Hook)
Dropped five bands, I’m touchin’ earth.
Two bad bitches finna flirt.
Me and lil’ bro gon’ go berserk.
Niggas tryna contest — niggas not in our league,
On the same level as us.
Geeked up in this bih, listenin’ to this beat,
Puttin’ some weed in the air.
Drop me a nigga, put a opp in the air.
Shootin’ shit with this big K — ion care.
Pourin’ up lean while I fuck, pull her hair.
Walk in the party — don’t talk, they stare.
556 — when I buss, leave a glare.
It ain’t nothin’ to come to your city.
Bro said, “Pull up,” he just bought him a Bentley.
If I put fifty down, it ain’t nothin’ to kill him.

In the air

brrr (prod. pitfall)

Art by @plushieguttz on twitter
Lyrics by https://soundcloud.com/pincode8485

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osquinn - quinn's room

quinn's room

songs quinn sang posted on twitter nov 1 2020

lying on the flooooooooooor

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