1761 Quake – On Purpose lyrics

[Intro]
Aye foreal foreal aye
Ran up that bag on purpose
Ran through that pussy on purpose foreal (Aye aye)

[Hook]
These niggas really aint worthy I got the fist and the fury
I’m ballin like I’m james worthy and I run to that money like hurry
I told that lil bitch she A bucket, she know it I know it she really just thirsty, kuz I’m poppin like A perky, trap bumpin like the herpes aye
How you gon gimme the pussy then turn around and say I didn’t deserve it
Bitch ill cut you off like A surgeon, put your nigga on and make him my servant
You know aint nobody perfect so you can just stop with your searching
I ran that bag up on purpose and I ran through that pussy on purpose

[Verse]Quake
I need my cushion like whoopi I’m smoking on purple I’m feelin like I’m whoopi
I built A whole damn empire and it started all with A cookie(Aye hold up)
Pullup on A nigga lurkin thatll make A nigga nervous foreal
Have ya shittin out some hersheys and I did that shit on purpose
Young migga always up on the cash route sippin purple til I pass out, feel like young scooter imma roadrunner and I can never trust ya if you told some
Got yo bitch callin tryna hold sumthin tryna let me beat like she stole sumthin, real nigga I don’t sugarcoat nothing, how you trappin if you never sold nothin
I had to cut some niggas off on purpose they was roun me with no purpose
Fuck snatching wallets and purses A couple hunnit just aint worth it (Aye)
You just A loser goddammit you worthless when I count the money I count it perfect, I got dirty money yea that shit dirty, time to clean the money dish the detergent aye aye

[Hook]
These niggas really aint worthy I got the fist and the fury
I’m ballin like I’m james worthy and I run to that money like hurry
I told that lil bitch she A bucket, she know it I know it she really just thirsty, kuz I’m poppin like A perky, trap bumpin like the herpes aye
How you gon gimme the pussy then turn around and say I didn’t deserve it
Bitch ill cut you off like A surgeon, put your nigga on and make him my servant
You know aint nobody perfect so you can just stop with your searching
I ran that bag up on purpose and I ran through that pussy on purpose

[Verse 2] young radio
I’m in the trap up early 7: 30 in the morning I’m serving, soon as I open the curtains the law pass by that shit made me nervous
I guess they just tryna determine who selling the work and who making the purchase
I hope that the neighbors aint telling kuz 12 lurkin every tuesday and thursday fuck it
Kuz my niggas gon need A sack and we tryna run up them racks (Aye)
I gotta fill up A safe with them hunnits and 20S from front to the back (Frfr)
You know I come from the bottom I used to be starving my pockets was flat
Now A young nigga aint hurtin bad bitches wanna meet me in person
I got no time for no flirtin I need that money its urgent
If you aint callin tawking bout get paper your conversation has no purpose
I think my phone losing service, hung up on that nigga on purpose, currency coming for certain I ran me A bag up on purpose aye

[Hook]
These niggas really aint worthy I got the fist and the fury
I’m ballin like I’m james worthy and I run to that money like hurry
I told that lil bitch she A bucket, she know it I know it she really just thirsty, kuz I’m poppin like A perky, trap bumpin like the herpes aye
How you gon gimme the pussy then turn around and say I didn’t deserve it
Bitch ill cut you off like A surgeon, put your nigga on and make him my servant
You know aint nobody perfect so you can just stop with your searching
I ran that bag up on purpose and I ran through that pussy on purpose

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