Quickness Lyrics

If you ain't got no fit, you really ain't gang

And I really had the bit, but she really was a fling

And I'm tryna get this shit, nigga, do it, summer team

Fuckin' on your bitch, nigga, did it with some means

No mask, I'm a gremlin

I'll go and get it to the fiends with some quickness

If I want that money, hit the bitch for the digits

And she wanna fuck with me, but then I give her sentiment

Give her sentiment, kick her to the curb

All these bitches wanna fuck with me, but they ain't never heard

You won't see me posted with them, bitch, I'm going out the herd

I got a plane to catch, but, like, bitch, is you playing or not

Headed to the bathroom, nigga, gotta keep a cart

Used to be looking at the stars, finna be a star

You an x hoe, so I'm finna go and pop a bar

Only thing on my skull is to go and get the guap

Exo, skull on, nigga, need no drug or not

Playing with her feelings like my finger wrapped around yarns

D-G-A-F, don't give a fuck about your heart

Wanna get my whole heart

But these bitches wanna turn a nigga to a dark knight

Paint a picture with my words, nigga, feel like Mozart

Playing in the scene and I'm about to hit my arch

Everybody seen till the nigga hit the part

You was really on the team till the nigga was a part

If I'm bringing out my team, shoot a nigga with the scar

Gotta aim with the beam, everybody got some range

If you ain't got no fit, you really ain't gang

And I really had the bit, but she really was a fling

And I'm tryna get this shit, nigga, do it, so I'm summer team

Fuckin' on your bitch, nigga, did it with some means

Bustin' on your ho, like

Bustin' on your ho, like

Bustin' on your