Quez Free

[Intro] Bitch, you know Antt did the beat Bitch, you know Antt did the [Verse 1] Mr. How-The-Fuck-You-Make-It-From-The-Bottom Extensions on the choppers, I'm a killer, not a robber Fentanyl, Oxy', exotics, spin all, catch me a body Rent, dawg, been gettin' high, why? (Tell me something) Ayy, we been tryna catch a five, send his ass to Moxx Quez bond a million, told Sarg' to get 'em out Quez wanna chill, I'll come and get you now Tez with whatever, bitch, you stay up out the box Ayy, Spazzo, I just blew a million cash and my bag low, fuck nah I sell verses now, fuck, dawg Drekk been on my ass, she just heard I got a 'Cat This bitch go over two hunnid, this the one thеy gotta catch Put a pussy on a shirt without permission, I don't need it Put a pussy in the dirt for all that dissin' I should start by doin' all my versеs out the kitchen, I'm a whippin' ass And I ain't fightin' no more neither, Dada blick his ass [Chorus] Lately, we been dodgin' indictments Lately, we been fuckin' niggas' hoes, ridin' strikers I just had to send a couple phones up to Mylin, now can you hear me now? Don't even ask about a bitch if he ain't with me now Lately, I been gettin' to the bag Lately, I been sending to the Nat instead of the Nash But I'll still stuff a freak bitch and make her drag Lately, I been pourin' fours up, droppin' five [Verse 2] Mr. I-Just-Bought-A-Red-Eye, I heard them bitches dangerous Bitch, if all them niggas dead, why the fuck y'all still claimin'? Shoot him twice and get him famous I'll turn into the devil, momma know that I'm angel I can't say I hate all Bloods, a couple of my niggas bangin' Big gang shit, I post a bitch in the city, you think I ain't hit? I got her fuckin' my nigga, we on the same tip Rosé bottles, case full of Cristal Used to be thuggin', doggy, he a bitch now Wayburn and Whittier, a couple blocks from 6 Mile I don't like no pictures, bitch, I don't do no kissin' I ain't squashin' shit and I put that on my nigga [Chorus] Lately, we been dodgin' indictments Lately, we been fuckin' niggas' hoes, ridin' strikers I just had to send a couple phones up to Mylin, now can you hear me now? Don't even ask about a bitch if he ain't with me now Lately, I been gettin' to the bag Lately, I been sending to the Nat instead of the Nash But I'll still stuff a freak bitch and make her drag Lately, I been pourin' fours up, droppin' five