Qso
Scale Money
I see you A Tezzy
Do Dirt
Lets Get It
Don't like what I'm doin
Then that makes you a fuckin hater
Bitches on my dick must have a ballers radar
If you try and snatch my chain
You gon meet my AR
Rest in peace to my fallen niggas
I pray y'all are Quasars
Don't like what I'm doin
Then that makes you a fuckin hater
Bitches on my dick must have a ballers radar
If you try and snatch my chain
You gon meet my AR
Rest In peace to my fallen niggas
I pray y'all are Quasars
Y'all are Quasars
This AR a rock a nigga body
Like he was hit by Frazier
All this money I got
A shock yo lil bitch like it a taser
I like presidents
You can run the city like you was the mayor
You ain't no player runnin round
Gettin that itty itty bitty bitty lil lil bit of paper
This glock 17 a clean yo lining
Better than a taper
Bitches come and go
So one thing I'll never do is chase her
Lil gold digging bitches run up on me
Best believe I'm a mace her
Never been no Superman
So a broke hoe naw'll I wouldn't save er
Don't like what I'm doin
Then that makes you a fuckin hater
Bitches on my dick must have a ballers radar
If you try and snatch my chain
You gon meet my AR
Rest in peace to my fallen niggas
I pray y'all are quasars
Don't like what I'm doin
Then that makes you a fuckin hater
Bitches on my dick must have a ballers radar
If you try and snatch my chain
You gon meet my AR
Rest In peace to my fallen niggas
I pray y'all are quasars
Y'all are quasars
I see you A Tezzy
Do Dirt
Lets Get It
Don't like what I'm doin
Then that makes you a fuckin hater
Bitches on my dick must have a ballers radar
If you try and snatch my chain
You gon meet my AR
Rest in peace to my fallen niggas
I pray y'all are Quasars
Don't like what I'm doin
Then that makes you a fuckin hater
Bitches on my dick must have a ballers radar
If you try and snatch my chain
You gon meet my AR
Rest In peace to my fallen niggas
I pray y'all are Quasars
Y'all are Quasars
This AR a rock a nigga body
Like he was hit by Frazier
All this money I got
A shock yo lil bitch like it a taser
I like presidents
You can run the city like you was the mayor
You ain't no player runnin round
Gettin that itty itty bitty bitty lil lil bit of paper
This glock 17 a clean yo lining
Better than a taper
Bitches come and go
So one thing I'll never do is chase her
Lil gold digging bitches run up on me
Best believe I'm a mace her
Never been no Superman
So a broke hoe naw'll I wouldn't save er
Don't like what I'm doin
Then that makes you a fuckin hater
Bitches on my dick must have a ballers radar
If you try and snatch my chain
You gon meet my AR
Rest in peace to my fallen niggas
I pray y'all are quasars
Don't like what I'm doin
Then that makes you a fuckin hater
Bitches on my dick must have a ballers radar
If you try and snatch my chain
You gon meet my AR
Rest In peace to my fallen niggas
I pray y'all are quasars
Y'all are quasars
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Writer(s): Floysius Nickson
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