Quick Wap ft. Ottie, Bez19 & Gee 2x Lyrics

I was always told I was cool she said I'm rude

Cause I told her send me cashapps instead of nudes

Calling niggas phones over bitches boy you a dude

You drowned I was off the deep end In a scuba suit

My bitches got Roth IRA's 401k's

My niggas got baby AR's and wood grain K's

Aye

Shout out to juror 12 cause she saved the day

Na on mamas doe shout out juror 12 she really saved the day

My son only 12 and his credit score 700

We don't wear the Yeezy 700's with the 700

North Face nuptse on the sleeve it say 700

Caught a case at the airport with 7 pumpkins

I'm high class player couldn't fuck with a Suki

Got a young bad boss bitch from the Gloogies

Heard you sent a shot it ain't mean nothing to me

Cause you a bum nigga and yo bitches is bootsy

Look I'm not a bottle top but all these bitches trying to screw me

Cause I'm handsome bout a bag and got a body like I'm Bruce Lee

You can't bait me with no coochie

I'm a player like I'm Pootie

I just threw a switch up on the 26 now it's a Uzi

This bitch turn me off how you act that boujie smoking doobies?

One thing bout the Ottie nigga I'ma do you how you do me

Probably even worse I reenact the shit I see in movies

Play with me I get to thinking how would Al Pacino do em?

I'ma spark em up

I'ma put that nigga in a loose leaf

I just spazzed up on a bitch because she said I look like Toosie

I'm a gangsta bitch

Have you seen ghetto stories by Boosie?

I can't save a bitch I'm knowing how these bitches can get choosey

I'ma two step watch me dip I do my shit I get real groovy

It won't work out in yo favor if you take me as a goofy

And we ain't gone speak up on it cause they knowing what the truth be

Nigga cause they knowing what the truth be

Tying up my line on my phone this bitch buzzin

I ain't got no time for these hoes I fuck cousins

Put the pussy on hold tell lil baby im road running

How I'm seeing this money from the hustle it's never lucky

Ducking dodging suckas RPD's want to cuff me

Jumping out on feet you know my feet get dusty

Speak on 201 If I was you I wouldn't trust me

Never keep score what I did I'm still scoring

Damaging my kidney told the doctor I'm still pouring

We left 201 came back it was still scorching

We caught him out of bounds and Forest is still running

I be playing with colors like Rocket them blue hundreds

Auntie left the pharm came back with a seal

She told me 28 this 24 we got a deal

High speed chase full of syrup this shit is real

Got my gun and my cup buckle up this how we live

This ain't a baby A this a draco nigga

That bitch fuck wit opps man I hate those niggas

Tuck yo chain around us cause we take those nigga

Palm Angels track suit these my play clothes nigga

I just lashed another score another case closed nigga

In another nigga city we had eight poles with us

Bring the beef to yo door you ordered takeout nigga

We just got the opps drop we on a stakeout nigga

Spinelli recess I done walked yards with bullies

We was gone in 60 seconds cause the draco a fully

We don't pay for the cat we ain't falling out for pussy

10k for my appearance if you broke don't book me

700 on my sleeves big glock in this nuptse

21 black jack told the dealer not to bust me

Niggas doing clown shit we gone call them niggas Krusty

Check my stats in the field on my mama I get dusty