Quicksand (Explicit)
Morray"Quicksand (Explicit)" is a song by Morray, released in 2021 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:39 long and contains 163 lines and 879 words.
Lyrics
0:02Hmm yeah
0:06Hmm yeah
0:10Hmm yeah yeah
0:15Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
0:17Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
0:19Falling in deep with the quicksand
0:21Flag out my a*s no quick brand
0:23I was packing on the pounds
0:24Got my weight up
0:25Had beef on the streets
0:26Had to stay up
0:27Betty Crocker showed me
0:28How to bake a cake bruh
0:29Doing that put everything
0:30I love at stake bruh
0:31Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
0:33Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
0:35Falling in deep with the quicksand
0:37Flag out my a*s no quick brand
0:39I was packing on the pounds
0:40Got my weight up
0:41Had beef on the streets
0:42Had to stay up
0:43Betty Crocker showed me
0:44How to bake a cake bruh
0:45Doing that put everything
0:46I love at stake bruh
0:47Back in the day man a n***a had rip jeans
0:49Couldn't afford a new pair
0:50I had broke seams
0:51Couldn't think about the money
0:52I had broke dreams
0:53Outfit was the match of a crack fiend
0:55I was tryna be fly
0:56I couldn't take off
0:57Clothes falling off my a*s
0:58Lost weight dawg
0:59No jacket in the Winter
1:00Had the shakes dawg
1:01Then I said f**k it
1:02'Cause something gone have to shake dawg
1:03Then my n***a Bobby put me on a quick lick
1:05Wasn't a lot but enough for a quick fix
1:07Interceptions I was stealing
1:08Caught me a pick six
1:09In the snow pitching woe
1:10B***h it was brick dick
1:11Never killed ain't gone lie
1:12I was tempted
1:13He was the target
1:13But he lucky that I missed it
1:15I was always f**king up
1:16Was a misfit
1:17My opportunity was knocking and I missed it
1:19Young when I hopped off the stoop
1:21Two doors what I floor
1:22If I hop in the coupe
1:23Too sore from a war where
1:24I couldn't lose
1:25Got scars and bruises
1:25Man I got the proof
1:27Resemble young Steele
1:27'Cause I got the juice
1:29You think you 2Pac let
1:30Omar Epps loose
1:31Stepping on necks with my Timberland boots
1:33I'm planted I'm stable
1:33I'm growing in roots
1:35Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
1:37Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
1:39Falling in deep with the quicksand
1:41Flag out my a*s no quick brand
1:43I was packing on the pounds
1:44Got my weight up
1:45Had beef on the streets
1:46Had to stay up
1:47Betty Crocker showed me
1:48How to bake a cake bruh
1:49Doing that put everything
1:50I love at stake bruh
1:51Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
1:53Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
1:55Falling in deep with the quicksand
1:57Flag out my a*s no quick brand
1:59I was packing on the pounds
2:00Got my weight up
2:01Had beef on the streets
2:02Had to stay up
2:03Betty Crocker showed me
2:03How to bake a cake bruh
2:05Doing that put everything
2:06I love at stake bruh
2:07I remember chillin' at one of my little b***h crib
2:09'Bout to f**k 'bout to nut
2:10Main course with the fixings
2:11Her n***a came through
2:12He was all on some b***h s**t
2:13Didn't know I was raw and my hands was so gifted
2:15Boy had me chop
2:16Had get him a mix quick
2:17Couple knots made him drop like
2:18He drunk or he lifted
2:19Fought another n***a after
2:20I thought was some kinship
2:21Throwing up both of our sets
2:22Which ended the friendship
2:23Gave respect neck to neck
2:24My n***a didn't back down
2:25Had 'em standing up then
2:26He ended up back down
2:27His hands in my life now
2:28They ended up flat now
2:29Flat like a wing let's see if he flap now
2:31Had enough it was tough
2:32Only lasted about one round
2:33KD on the bench equipped
2:34With the tre pound
2:35Made 'em run it was funny
2:36He was scared of the gun sound
2:37Made 'em s**t he a b***h
2:38By the car he was ducked down
2:39I ain't got no time for the fakes
2:40The phonies jabronies
2:41The ops or the Jakes
2:43My homies the only who come past the gate
2:44I'm whacking the weeds
2:45Cutting heads off of snakes
2:47I'm hungry I'm eating
2:47Right off of ya plate
2:49I want it I'm on it
2:50It's mine for the take
2:51I'm stagnant a magnet
2:51I'm staying in place
2:52The reason I'm popping is
2:53All of the hate
2:55Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
2:57Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
2:59Falling in deep with the quicksand
3:01Flag out my a*s no quick brand
3:03I was packing on the pounds
3:04Got my weight up
3:05Had beef on the streets
3:06Had to stay up
3:07Betty Crocker showed me
3:08How to bake a cake bruh
3:09Doing that put everything
3:10I love at stake bruh
3:11Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
3:13Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
3:15Falling in deep with the quicksand
3:17Flag out my a*s no quick brand
3:19I was packing on the pounds
3:20Got my weight up
3:21Had beef on the streets
3:22Had to stay up
3:23Betty Crocker showed me
3:23How to bake a cake bruh
3:25Doing that put everything
3:26I love at stake bruh
3:27Yeah yeah yeah yeah
3:31Yeah yeah yeah yeah
3:35Yeah yeah yeah yeah
3:39Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hmm yeah Hmm yeah Hmm yeah yeah Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand Thinking of a plan to get quick bands Falling in deep with the quicksand Flag out my a*s no quick brand I was packing on the pounds Got my weight up Had beef on the streets Had to stay up Betty Crocker showed me How to bake a cake bruh Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand Thinking of a plan to get quick bands Falling in deep with the quicksand Flag out my a*s no quick brand I was packing on the pounds Got my weight up Had beef on the streets Had to stay up Betty Crocker showed me How to bake a cake bruh Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh Back in the day man a n***a had rip jeans Couldn't afford a new pair I had broke seams Couldn't think about the money I had broke dreams Outfit was the match of a crack fiend I was tryna be fly I couldn't take off Clothes falling off my a*s Lost weight dawg No jacket in the Winter Had the shakes dawg Then I said f**k it 'Cause something gone have to shake dawg Then my n***a Bobby put me on a quick lick Wasn't a lot but enough for a quick fix Interceptions I was stealing Caught me a pick six In the snow pitching woe B***h it was brick dick Never killed ain't gone lie I was tempted He was the target But he lucky that I missed it I was always f**king up Was a misfit My opportunity was knocking and I missed it Young when I hopped off the stoop Two doors what I floor If I hop in the coupe Too sore from a war where I couldn't lose Got scars and bruises Man I got the proof Resemble young Steele 'Cause I got the juice You think you 2Pac let Omar Epps loose Stepping on necks with my Timberland boots I'm planted I'm stable I'm growing in roots Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand Thinking of a plan to get quick bands Falling in deep with the quicksand Flag out my a*s no quick brand I was packing on the pounds Got my weight up Had beef on the streets Had to stay up Betty Crocker showed me How to bake a cake bruh Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand Thinking of a plan to get quick bands Falling in deep with the quicksand Flag out my a*s no quick brand I was packing on the pounds Got my weight up Had beef on the streets Had to stay up Betty Crocker showed me How to bake a cake bruh Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh I remember chillin' at one of my little b***h crib 'Bout to f**k 'bout to nut Main course with the fixings Her n***a came through He was all on some b***h s**t Didn't know I was raw and my hands was so gifted Boy had me chop Had get him a mix quick Couple knots made him drop like He drunk or he lifted Fought another n***a after I thought was some kinship Throwing up both of our sets Which ended the friendship Gave respect neck to neck My n***a didn't back down Had 'em standing up then He ended up back down His hands in my life now They ended up flat now Flat like a wing let's see if he flap now Had enough it was tough Only lasted about one round KD on the bench equipped With the tre pound Made 'em run it was funny He was scared of the gun sound Made 'em s**t he a b***h By the car he was ducked down I ain't got no time for the fakes The phonies jabronies The ops or the Jakes My homies the only who come past the gate I'm whacking the weeds Cutting heads off of snakes I'm hungry I'm eating Right off of ya plate I want it I'm on it It's mine for the take I'm stagnant a magnet I'm staying in place The reason I'm popping is All of the hate Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand Thinking of a plan to get quick bands Falling in deep with the quicksand Flag out my a*s no quick brand I was packing on the pounds Got my weight up Had beef on the streets Had to stay up Betty Crocker showed me How to bake a cake bruh Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand Thinking of a plan to get quick bands Falling in deep with the quicksand Flag out my a*s no quick brand I was packing on the pounds Got my weight up Had beef on the streets Had to stay up Betty Crocker showed me How to bake a cake bruh Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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