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quillz – motto freestyle lyrics

(verse 1: delatone)

ok yolo/ tommy hill but no polo/ rest in peace to my boy solo/ i’m fresh as produce let me cool it/new edition ll bean bookbag no zipper/ so much loud in the zip lock that the lock don’t zipper/ the young jack skeleton/ tim burton of my lyrics/ my fam’ is over there tripping off trippy that got us sinking into the darkness like a dungeon/ so i guess that i play cee-lo/ mob’s still goodie/ run my team like i’m andrew/ feeling lucky over here/ let’s hit the casino/ ya’ll can play pesci/ i’ll play robert deniro/ sharon’s stoned in the corner pick her up so we go home/ long nights every night shout out to my girl leo/ mary jane’s by the bundle/ stacks 3 to be honest/ flossin’ like an orthodontist/ rest in peace to my boy adonis/ i’m flyer than jaromir jagr/ in that lexus 3 double zeros/ no tint/ the city already knows who we are/

(verse 2: mike.)

fresh out of the trenches like i’m fresh out of the matrix, walking on astronomical planes in my asics, dump another natty on face till i’m wasted, botanical to the brain got me raised that’s a facelift/ basic, i be in the cut like luke on hoth when he sliced open the gut of the taun taun raw, snoozing next to the puke, its quite soft, secret mole steal your soul with the shang tsu claw/ paint stained paws take shots then i fall, while delatone with a blonde doll in a bathroom stall/ type cancun heat meets croconaw, steam rise enter with these guys p-ss ball/ smash rock, like a sm-t fast cop cheeks, man please, crush trees with greenbean and the team, stuss tees never more just hanes plains and some jeans, ill tommy hil flannel with loafers below the knees/ six letter st–z, noir side until i’m so old, summertime catch walls chilling out in soho, montana rojo, canvases from soto, on them same as cotto who be in them rings like frodo/ wilmington like mordor, sauron hitting the sirens, eye in the sky miss a ninja while he flying, drift through the cracks of the barricades wilding now i’m inside of the scene looking out at you gaijins. ya’ll already know though, im yelling out kobe, yolo in the solo now i’m slipping someone hold me, and it go like e.f.f.g.e.e., how you mean how mean thought you knew about the team, and it go like e.f.f.g.e.e. and i’m tripping off a bean can’t feel a thing noir side and we lean

(verse 3: quillz)

uh.. shawty wan photo/she already know though/that i get around so that there is a no no/keep something on deck.. on the d low/f-ck a b-tch then f-ck a b-tch.. yeah that’s my motto/ha take it for what it is/i be on some sh-t/& n-gggz talking but, it be irrelevant/i don’t give a f-ck.. i’m celibate/i keep it a hundred.. all about the benjamin’s/ha what you see is what you get/i’m as real as they come.. & i ain’t left yet/i don’t ask for much.. just wan respect/y’all can take the bs back.. rejects/& i’m fly as ever.. but y’all knew that/french blue penny 2’s.. love throwbacks/old school magic snapback to match/nike shirt, nike check.. i be on that nike ish/n-ggas hate it but, the b-tches love it/so i can careless what a n-gga think of me/my att-tude match my style of dress/do what i want.. i don’t give a sh-t/i am me everyday.. never change up/grind 25/8 so don’t wait up/i’m a boss b-tch.. w/ a boss b-tch/business over sucker sh-t/i’m bout my bread n-gga what up/

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