Quilly
Like That
Look, I be with my wife and kids like Dame and Waynes
But still put a monkey suit on and turn on the major pain
Huh, the switch on me like I be on games
I tag this bitch and make you switch like you streaming games
I ain't a fuckin' drill rapper, I'm a real rapper
Got a few bricky from Puffy, we sign the deal after
I just plugged him with the blondes, I ain't lucky
West Coast, I be around more S.A.'s than Puffy
(Come on!) Bitch I'm blowin' up like buddy(?) love
You actin' bad but get you touched now coolie(?) brother love
Captain Planet, fuck that infrared beam, this is blue ray
Now n***as wanna givе me my flowers, fuck your bouquet
Adam Sandlеr, I been with the same team Bobby Boushay(?)
Steppin' on these n***as like the frat dog(?) the Q way(?) (Am I lyin')
Yeah, and since he Michael, since he Prince, coolie James Brown
Spin round n***as blocks and then I split, yeah
They ain't wanna through the "ooh"(?), now I got the rod(?)
Blue faces off of rap, and my county's popped
I get you whacked for 100 if you dropped your dot
Have my campers watch you while you sleepin' like (?)
She send the chopper in the back, I put my (?) on the map
Nowadays you gotta watch that back door, and that front, that's word to fact
That's fucked up, I was just on (?) askin' where the 30's at?
Now I'm back on my Grizzley, ballin' like Robert Cerviat(?)
Meet me at the parties with Puffy makin' sex dreams
Diddy got more allegations than Epstein
I been hot, I (?)