Q-NASTY - Fiestaware Lyrics

Duh duh, dun dun, Dugg Mason with the M.O.P. shit
Lemme just rock out 30 bars real quick

Vintage Q quite a throwback like this Womack & Womack
It's from Katonah to Astoria, from Flushing to Commack
Been dying, itchin' to go back, get animated like Bojack
The animalian urbanity is gorgeous in Kodaks
Defenestrate the f*ckin airpods, help the poor boy out
Who on the street and face is longer than a borzoi snout
Let the bullshit subside and let the innermost out
I mean, if you just being true then only sinner folk doubt
I like to walk the city blocks on my lonesome
With swagger in the gait but never like that I own sum'n, it's low stuntin'
See nothin', then know nothin', that's no frontin'
Learning, spreading peace while yo husband is bowhuntin'
F*ck the beige you be servin', it got me bluer than Gershwin
I need a spur like it's Gervin to keep the pedals from swervin'
Walking the road and I'm curvin' but take the blame I deserve it
Whether it's gin or it's bourbon, it is my speech getting slurrin'
N-n-then the memories blurrin' and then you wake up disturb-ed
And it concurrently worsens until you're barely a person
You're a tamale husk
Hungover, look outside and think it's prolly dusk
There be more on the horizon than that shit, so act quick
Try to make it so that my habit is rap shit
And not feeling venom come up when I see Teslas
The most expensive shit that I be wearin' is Fiesta
The rest of you cats just wanna seem auspicious
"Look at my wristes", effects of all the brags are pernicious
We trample kinfolk just to get a slice of cake, super vicious
Yuckgod got the dookie chain that dogs find delicious
AH!

(Before you play anything else, did you hear this joint?)

Hey did you hear this shit?
Dregs are so deep it's disgusting
We got Duggy, we got Dark Fjord, we got Big Mo
We got Souvagini, Ken Maestro
We got Broke Moses, yuck god HD, we got Q-NASTY, we got Smyth on deck
We got so many f*ckers it's a f*ckin wreck
Forget about it
Peace