Quiet on set
Got a home, trapping out the home
If I ain't make music probably be working at Kohl's
And the life I live I really do the most
When I die just take my soul, imma haunt you like a ghost yeah
You talk out your mouth I'll make your bitch my latest hoe
I came out the house with Polo horse from head to toe
Finna glow up, thought that we done told you
When we show up they say that they know us
Break her back, imma break her back
Took a picture of my face and then she never gave it back
I-It's a fact, got the gas it's the pack
I just opened up a pack and got a secret rare GX yeah
Slumped in the back, make a big ole whopping check bitch
I make heavy moves put heavy weight up on my necklace
Wake up in the morning do you smell the breakfast?
That bitch be my bestie, cause she is the bestest
I said I'm not coming she texted me back a sad face
90 on the freeway acting like I'm tryna drag race
I-I ain't finna let you take me to that bad place
I just had to hit that bitch with the f*cking back space
And now she mad, I said bitch who's your dad yeah
Please don't get sad when I leave you in the past yeah
She said that I'm trash, I said yes bitch I know that
I'm always smoking gas, I get lost up off the dabs yeah
I got the dreadlocks, sauce it up like Red Hot
Bitch get your bet locked, we ringing like a bed clock
Pull up with the red dots, put you at a dead stop
Heard she need a bed rock, bitch I know I been hot
AK just kicked your bitch out of the Benz
She just told me she was looking for a friend
Bitch I can't come through and save you again
And it's really sad because I know you a ten
Heard they been saying that you was a ten
I already done hit it but that was back then
I really stack money bitch let's not pretend
I want all the smoke until the day I'm dead
Quiet on Set
AK Kastro X Ehoff X Tommy Beane - Roadrunner Bill Bustdown Lyrics
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Quiet on set
Got a home, trapping out the home
If I ain't make music probably be working at Kohl's
And the life I live I really do the most
When I die just take my soul, imma haunt you like a ghost yeah
You talk out your mouth I'll make your bitch my latest hoe
I came out the house with Polo horse from head to toe
Finna glow up, thought that we done told you
When we show up they say that they know us
Break her back, imma break her back
Took a picture of my face and then she never gave it back
I-It's a fact, got the gas it's the pack
I just opened up a pack and got a secret rare GX yeah
Slumped in the back, make a big ole whopping check bitch
I make heavy moves put heavy weight up on my necklace
Wake up in the morning do you smell the breakfast?
That bitch be my bestie, cause she is the bestest
I said I'm not coming she texted me back a sad face
90 on the freeway acting like I'm tryna drag race
I-I ain't finna let you take me to that bad place
I just had to hit that bitch with the f*cking back space
And now she mad, I said bitch who's your dad yeah
Please don't get sad when I leave you in the past yeah
She said that I'm trash, I said yes bitch I know that
I'm always smoking gas, I get lost up off the dabs yeah
I got the dreadlocks, sauce it up like Red Hot
Bitch get your bet locked, we ringing like a bed clock
Pull up with the red dots, put you at a dead stop
Heard she need a bed rock, bitch I know I been hot
AK just kicked your bitch out of the Benz
She just told me she was looking for a friend
Bitch I can't come through and save you again
And it's really sad because I know you a ten
Heard they been saying that you was a ten
I already done hit it but that was back then
I really stack money bitch let's not pretend
I want all the smoke until the day I'm dead
Quiet on Set
Got a home, trapping out the home
If I ain't make music probably be working at Kohl's
And the life I live I really do the most
When I die just take my soul, imma haunt you like a ghost yeah
You talk out your mouth I'll make your bitch my latest hoe
I came out the house with Polo horse from head to toe
Finna glow up, thought that we done told you
When we show up they say that they know us
Break her back, imma break her back
Took a picture of my face and then she never gave it back
I-It's a fact, got the gas it's the pack
I just opened up a pack and got a secret rare GX yeah
Slumped in the back, make a big ole whopping check bitch
I make heavy moves put heavy weight up on my necklace
Wake up in the morning do you smell the breakfast?
That bitch be my bestie, cause she is the bestest
I said I'm not coming she texted me back a sad face
90 on the freeway acting like I'm tryna drag race
I-I ain't finna let you take me to that bad place
I just had to hit that bitch with the f*cking back space
And now she mad, I said bitch who's your dad yeah
Please don't get sad when I leave you in the past yeah
She said that I'm trash, I said yes bitch I know that
I'm always smoking gas, I get lost up off the dabs yeah
I got the dreadlocks, sauce it up like Red Hot
Bitch get your bet locked, we ringing like a bed clock
Pull up with the red dots, put you at a dead stop
Heard she need a bed rock, bitch I know I been hot
AK just kicked your bitch out of the Benz
She just told me she was looking for a friend
Bitch I can't come through and save you again
And it's really sad because I know you a ten
Heard they been saying that you was a ten
I already done hit it but that was back then
I really stack money bitch let's not pretend
I want all the smoke until the day I'm dead
Quiet on Set
Writer: Erik Hoffmann, Jesse Leonelli, Tommy Beane
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: AK Kastro X Ehoff X Tommy Beane
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Erik Hoffmann, Jesse Leonelli, Tommy Beane