[Qon Vince: Verse 1]
Holler at my producer, we the bomb b**h
Like "oh sh**" can't diffuse her
I keep it calm which, know admit, can confuse her
The instrumental pitch, throw hit, I can Qon fuse her
Come do it as she cums
Like screw it till she numb
Blew it like everything to some
Some then a little less
Mix in a little stress
Rip my heart out, straight out my chest
Stray bullet no vest
f** love though
f**ing love the contest
But then again
No I don't, follow quote for quote
I know you won't
The tipping point, bow of boat
Should I, Leonardo or just float?
Risk it all for everything
Or end up wishing, and missing anything
To get back these moments, these times
These atonement, the rhymes
These locomotion-no train tracks
These loco-motions, people tryna blame stacks
But racks on racks on racks makes you act money
Most cats don't get back to facts and act funny
Life is a struggle and that's why I spit
That's honesty and you don't need any wit
You need plus You
Need being real with the same person
I know I ain't gotta steal
Wiz with a girl, yeah expensive a** person
Got a girl that helps me out
Her name is Mary, and you know who I'm talking about
Without a doubt, with every shout
Over every cloud, whip is like two kinds of loud
I, wish i was your drift off
Re-member how Cudi used to sift off
Re-ly some sh** and not be pissed off
So hard times make a list soft
When they say you can't, do more
When you stuck like a plant
You gotta cut, f** a chant, think more
I know, f** the world, and remember she got it up
Yeah, member I'm just playing but seriously you can switch it up
If you take it out the park, figure like they left the picture up
Staying down for my bros, even when that b**h up
Life is one, but one and done
So nun to hun, then tryna make hun
With my producer
f** game b**h, we about to seduce her
That's why she crying!