JUST CAUSE Lyrics

Quan did it again

It's up, we gon' put the switch up on this heat, let's see who's burnin' up

Your ass got surrounded by ARs, boy, you can't run from nothin

All you think you're gettin' chicken, get hit with stick with them drums

I got thousands of baby mamas, all these niggas be my sons

He was talkin' out his neck, Brodie fapped em with a gun

Bust one, not just one, if you want some, then get some

Choppa rock as ass, no Chrisean, All blue hundreds, no kifflom

Let the chopper ring like doorbells, this ain't no ding-dong

We throw em in the ditch, he think he playin', get hit with a switch

I might need to catchers mit, cause I be higher than the pitch

Don't put me in no rap battle, cause all this fire, I be spittin

517, it's the city code, where it get tricky

Ski mask way, it's a massacre, I got the 50

Paint you up just like graffiti, ever since I got some pape, now everybody wanna be greedy

Man, you don't wanna be outside, we throwin' them bullets like some frisbee

I call my choppers Jenny Craig, we shot you down, now you skinny

We put him in a suit and tie

He should've mined his goddamn business, yeah, yeah

They wanna kick Quan out the game, but I'm still in it

I'm still doin' my thing, what you thought Quan dog was finished

If you ain't wanna take the heat, little boy, you better stay out the kitchen

Heard you got popped, now you in the wheelchair, and I ain't talkin' jimmy

Had to cut some snakes up in that goddamn grass, cause they be hissin

I told baby girl, I just need some head, I ain't doin' no kissin

Take a drum, I'ma hit you with that rod, I ain't doin' no fishin

Had to calm down on these songs, I know these feds, they be listenin

Heat sensor on this K, I'll pimp that out just like Xibit

Old dude say he want his money back, all I hear is crickets

He take his helicopters and his bitch, cause all y'all hear the switches

I got my nine, let's get him

I'm still at 517, nigga, still ridin' around with that Glitzy

He say he wanna hoop, now he flyin' around like some pigeons

He can't get out this game, he tryna wish it out just like Timmy, nigga

It's straight business, nigga

Cross ya out with the Glock, had to do it the harder way, I ain't talkin' Penny

You can't stand the rain, I'm off that Elliot, I ain't talkin' Missy

I ain't finished, nigga

They think I'm doin' bad, I got all stripes just like I'm Dennis

They think they menaces, I got them choppers, leave them injured, nigga

Man, I just poured an eight

Tez keep poppin' all them Percocets, he bout to float away

Shootin' three niggas, ten times, just like the Golden State

Twenty-three up in this goddamn Glock, you gon' get choked today

It's a parade inside my city, think it's NBA

Head tap, you think it's Naruto, I don't watch anime

Goofy just got popped cause he was actin' like a fan today

Put the chopper to him, now he say E, just like it's babyface

We put the X on it

Shorty actin' like he poppin' tens, let's put the Mac on it

Put the AK in the goddamn Glock, let's put the strap on it

You think you sendin' nine shots like 50, get the strap, dummy

Everybody say that I'm the GOAT, so don't ask me why

New Glock, like I got security, it will pack you down

I heard you beefin' with me, like I got the app, man, it will cash you out

Let me put money on your head, man, I might fap you down

Your ass got surrounded by ARs, boy, you can't run from nothin

I got thousand baby mamas, all these niggas be my son

Bust one, not just one, if you want somethin', then get somethin

Let the chopper ring like doorbells, this ain't no ding-dong

Your ass got surrounded by ARs, boy, you can't run from nothin

I got thousand baby mamas, all these niggas be my son

Bust one, not just one, if you want somethin', then get somethin

Let the chopper ring like doorbells, this ain't no ding-dong