Quassy
She got me, yeah, uh, yeah She got me spillin' my coffee
I got that girl from across seas She wanna ride me like Quassy, yeah, uh
Paranoia always haunt me You couldn't tell what it cost me
Fuck an advance, yeah, I got my money advanced, yeah, uh
Always in stance, yeah, I never give em' a chance, yeah, uh
I do what I can, yeah, shut up and put out your hands, huh, uh
Fuck is you sayin', yeah, I always have me a plan, yeah, uh
Peri constant rollin', my pockets too swollen
Don't question my mans, cause you don't know what he's holdin'
Bands ain't foldin', on the mic like I'm Joe Rogan
If they talkin' shit, I'ma do em' like Hulk Hogan
She got me, yeah, uh, yeah She got me spillin' my coffee
I got that girl from across seas She wanna ride me like Quassy, yeah, uh
Paranoia always haunt me You couldn't tell what it cost me
Ain't a meal I can get, I had to deal with that shit
It's as real as it gets, life dealt me shit, I was pissed
Gold grills on my wifey and gold grills on my bitch
No feels on the high key, but she's still on my list
She got me, yeah, uh, yeah She got me spillin' my coffee
I got that girl from across seas She wanna ride me like Quassy, yeah, uh
Paranoia always haunt me You couldn't tell what it cost me
I got that girl from across seas She wanna ride me like Quassy, yeah, uh
Paranoia always haunt me You couldn't tell what it cost me
Fuck an advance, yeah, I got my money advanced, yeah, uh
Always in stance, yeah, I never give em' a chance, yeah, uh
I do what I can, yeah, shut up and put out your hands, huh, uh
Fuck is you sayin', yeah, I always have me a plan, yeah, uh
Peri constant rollin', my pockets too swollen
Don't question my mans, cause you don't know what he's holdin'
Bands ain't foldin', on the mic like I'm Joe Rogan
If they talkin' shit, I'ma do em' like Hulk Hogan
She got me, yeah, uh, yeah She got me spillin' my coffee
I got that girl from across seas She wanna ride me like Quassy, yeah, uh
Paranoia always haunt me You couldn't tell what it cost me
Ain't a meal I can get, I had to deal with that shit
It's as real as it gets, life dealt me shit, I was pissed
Gold grills on my wifey and gold grills on my bitch
No feels on the high key, but she's still on my list
She got me, yeah, uh, yeah She got me spillin' my coffee
I got that girl from across seas She wanna ride me like Quassy, yeah, uh
Paranoia always haunt me You couldn't tell what it cost me
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Writer(s): Dwayne Ladd
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