Saucy Uniquano - If Quano Was a 2000

{intro}
Now, last time i was hidin' in the bushes. i told myself
I’ll never criticize y'all asses even if y'all wack, you know?
Buh now y’all pushed my fuckin' hand with y'all wackiness (quanay!)
Touch me, i'mma fuck you up! (huh)

{verse}
They call me evil angel cos you watch your tongue, when you sittin' next to me (arghh)
They look at me and see lucifer, yeah i'm evil devil cos i don't judge nobody (brrr brrr)
I don't ask for a feature, i don’t do nah feature, i only call my niggas cos they ride with me
Fuck your verse it should be harder but it’s sweeter than that bitch tennis' pussy (ayo quano, i’m gon' fuck you up)
Fuck you stupid sd rappers wack as illa but wanna be chargе for a feature (aye)
Who thе fuck you is hustlin' on a nigga's racks when there’s nobody knows ya?
Cut your fuckin' tongue off feed it to my dawgs cos i know they super hungry
She look at me and say "you look so fresh but your right hand is fuckin' darkly"
Do you even have a brain, ayy? (brain, ayy)
Use it cos you sound so brain dead (brain dead)
Quano is an animal, quanay (quanay)
Anger issues got no heart and no patience (arghh)
That nigga was flexin' on the net, then i told him make sure you pussy nigga you duck when you see me
I was vyin' with my bremer niggas' and i saw his ass then i left him bloody
My nigga sbu is my day one, he won't watch a nigga gettin' beaten (grrr)
He'll make sure that i'm safe, ayy
He'll make sure he jump' his ass, ayy
She look at me and say "you look so fresh but your right hand is fuckin' darkly"
Bitch i ain't nah charlie cheese boy, i'm a taurus i meditate then i hit it harder (i'll beat your ass nigga)

{interlude}
Basically, he asked my birthday and i was like duh dawg, what the fuck, man?
He was like you must be a 2000 cos you don't let your mouth speak for you, but your feelings do the talkin'
I was like pussy ass niggas

{verse 2}
I got a bitch that call me when she wanna fuck (when she wanna fuck)
I gotta ask her if she ever felt love? (bitch) (ayo quano, i'm gon' fuck you up)
Now i hate it cos i feel like an object
Now she call for an offer, i reject
Nigga, i still don't like to use my brain (ooh)
I only let my heart do the thinkin' (yeah, yeah)
I don't urgue a lot, i meditate
Then i let my feelings do the talkin' (ayy)

{outro}
Then i let my feelings do the talkin'
Then i let my feelings do the talkin'
Pussy ass niggas (quanay)
Dumb ass sd fucked up niggas
Dumb asses!