Quilly
Bonus (Freestyle)
[Verse 1: Quilly]
I need a billion dollar deal with big bracelets
But right now, I'm out here grindin', I ain't got patience
I'm like a smoker callin' for crack, and I ain't waiting
My hood waiting on me to sign, but not the statement
My hood know I spit that shit, and I ain't faking
And I ain't doing the stanky leg or Harlem shakin'
I'ma ball this year, I'ma draw this year
Everybody know my name cuz my bars like chairs
I slide through in something wide, leave your mouth wide
Open when I come through, I'm clean as mouthwash
They think since I'm not at clubs, I'm not outside
I'm out here, gettin' green, Listerine; mouthwash
Them girls polish me, wax on, wax off
Papi showin' Delaware love, we get the tax off
I be swiping my mack card like it's a black card
I need a 62 for a 16, that's crack bars
He throwing shots, I'll get at ya'll
Matter fact, I won't get at ya'll, I'm already passed ya'll
I stretch like yoga, I go to south street and drop bands on eModa
With a fan on each shoulder
I want this shit forever, I'ma do it til' it's over
That's why I got traps from Haines street to Sanatoga

[chrous]
Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup
(we countin' money over here n***a!)
Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup
(we countin' money over here n***a!)
Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup
(we countin' money over here, we countin' money over here!)
Wassup, wassup, wassup, wassup
(we countin' money over here, countin' money everywhere!)