"Sewed Up, Pt. 3 (Mhm)" lyrics

(Cio)

[Quin NFN:]
Your patna ain't solid, your bitch ain't solid, your mama ain't solid, nigga, how is you solid?
Pulled out a ten and went blew on a island
She wanna lock in, nigga, send a deposit
Hop out the car with that glizzy and pop it
A ham sandwich on me right now in my pocket
Finally turnt up and got in my zone, I was humble so long, now I'm finally paid
Why this hoe think I'm a newcomer?
She want the cucumber, 'cause what's inside of my pocket
It don't make no sense if it don't make a profit
Might pay for your nails, baby, go get 'em polished
I went hustled up a lil' smooth double up, but I still fucked it up, 'cause I din't have a guidance
I used to sell bowls, now I'm rockin' out shows, young nigga old soul like I'm Quin Milonakis

If my brother don't got it, I got it, mhm
Like a classroom, came from the projects, mhm
This Chanely, I don't need a stylist, mhm
Beat the road, now the rental got mileage, mhm
Can't run out of cheese, I got cottage, mhm
Kick the door down, I ain't lockin', mhm
My bitch got a bag, she exotic, mhm
Like I'm Future, I'm just being honest, mhm

Brodie done copped more than one, I might throw him two, lil brother just bought more than three
I like my hoes in the gym, pretty and slim, she that, I can tell by her teeth
I hit the hood and gave everybody money, on money, on money like I'm MrBeast
We got a great livin', don't even got to be Thanksgivin', we still gon' load up and eat
I took a stripper hoe damn near to Airbnb, then this hoe fucked up the sheets
Real boss nigga, don't do hand to hand, but I put him in the air, let him get on his feet
I gave a brother a ten, let him go off, knock off his mohawk like he Mr. T
I got a bitches that don't need no makeup or none, I like her natural physique, let's go

If my brother don't got it, I got it, mhm
Like a classroom, came from the projects, mhm
This Chanely, I don't need a stylist, mhm
Beat the road, now the rental got mileage, mhm
Can't run out of cheese, I got cottage, mhm
Kick the door down, I ain't lockin', mhm
My bitch got a bag, she exotic, mhm
Like I'm Future, I'm just being honest, mhm

[Lil 2z:]
Can't even get mad when they do bitch shit
Your daddy a bitch, all your patnas a bitch
I won't be surprised if they sit when they piss
These pussy niggas be queefin' and shit
Bitch tapped my shoulder, said, ''You dropped something''
I look back and I'm draggin' my nuts, mhm
I can give you everything, but a fuck, mhm
'Fore she blow it, she huff and she puff, mhm
How I get it where I'm at, I hustle, no luck
Really humble as fuck, I can buy what I want
If my brother don't got it then we maskin' up
It's a problem with him, it's a problem with us
I ain't gon' lie, bitch, don't ask me for nothin', I might pull out my dick and tell you to suck it
Keep six figures put up in case I catch the nigga and I got to tap his muffin
Pockets formin' H, go to sleep drinkin' Yoo-hoo, I wake up and get to the pape' off the mumu
I put some nut on her butt, I ain't buyin' no Lulu
Couldn't love you if I wanted to, bitch, I'ma ruff-ruff
I pop out and shit keeps me tissue to wipe up the dudu
Tough-ass nigga, better keep it on YouTube
They say they got bodies, is that right? Haha, we do too

[Quin NFN:]
If my brother don't got it, I got it, mhm
Like a classroom, came from the projects, mhm
This Chanely, I don't need a stylist, mhm
Beat the road, now the rental got mileage, mhm
Can't run out of cheese, I got cottage, mhm
Kick the door down, I ain't lockin', mhm
My bitch got a bag, she exotic, mhm
Like I'm Future, I'm just being honest, mhm