I feel like I'm Micheal Jackson, I get fly and I moon walk
My niggas like bob the builder, cause they let they tools talk
Heard that they sleeping on me, That shit a cool loss
Bitch I'm the hottest nigga out and I will not cool off
I'm in yo house like I'm red Santa then kick yo ass out like im Fred Sanford
Naw she ain't bougie got real standards always knew I was gone ball I got real handles
She say Qu1$ you always wearing diamonds, these ain't no diamonds this red snapper
They always talking bout freeing suckers but I really like when I stay it backwards
And this rap shit so easy might get a masters or I might just go pro like I'm Colin Kap
Im in control don't need no remote say I walk in this bih like I'm wearing channels
Don't try to ride our wave you better google map us, she got that juicy juicy she got that apple Snapple
Im in they ear so they gotta hear me shit for the heart so they gotta feel me
Count up them digits I'm stylish, Hop in the coupe I got mileage
I'm going out so I'm wilding been doing this shit for a while
Young nigga released from the wild look at yo watch its my time
Oh its my time
I feel like a superstar I believe it
F*ck the world. F*ck the world. F*ck the world
Tell Lil baby she a star and I wanna meet her we can hit shit like Serena
Floating we going to Venus she can have all of my sons like we moving to Phoenix
We gotta hustle like Ace Boogie we might just buy us a cleaners
My niggas ball in the court he might just get a subpoena
Nah, my nigga ball in New York empire state on my ringer
I count my money the fast way I gotta get in my bag bae I just hope she understands
I got her world in my hands, I feel like a superstar
Im in they ear so they gotta hear me shit for the heart so they gotta feel me
Count up them digits I'm stylish, Hop in the coupe I got mileage
I'm going out so I'm wilding been doing this shit for a while
Young nigga released from the wild look at yo watch its my time
Im in they ear so they gotta hear me shit for the heart so they gotta feel me
Count up them digits I'm stylish, Hop in the coupe I got mileage
I'm going out so I'm wilding been doing this shit for a while
Young nigga released from the wild look at yo watch its my time
Qu1$ - Freestyle, Pt. 2 (feat.Noby) Lyrics
Qu1$ - Freestyle, Pt. 2 (feat.Noby) Lyrics
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I feel like I'm Micheal Jackson, I get fly and I moon walk
My niggas like bob the builder, cause they let they tools talk
Heard that they sleeping on me, That shit a cool loss
Bitch I'm the hottest nigga out and I will not cool off
I'm in yo house like I'm red Santa then kick yo ass out like im Fred Sanford
Naw she ain't bougie got real standards always knew I was gone ball I got real handles
She say Qu1$ you always wearing diamonds, these ain't no diamonds this red snapper
They always talking bout freeing suckers but I really like when I stay it backwards
And this rap shit so easy might get a masters or I might just go pro like I'm Colin Kap
Im in control don't need no remote say I walk in this bih like I'm wearing channels
Don't try to ride our wave you better google map us, she got that juicy juicy she got that apple Snapple
Im in they ear so they gotta hear me shit for the heart so they gotta feel me
Count up them digits I'm stylish, Hop in the coupe I got mileage
I'm going out so I'm wilding been doing this shit for a while
Young nigga released from the wild look at yo watch its my time
Oh its my time
I feel like a superstar I believe it
F*ck the world. F*ck the world. F*ck the world
Tell Lil baby she a star and I wanna meet her we can hit shit like Serena
Floating we going to Venus she can have all of my sons like we moving to Phoenix
We gotta hustle like Ace Boogie we might just buy us a cleaners
My niggas ball in the court he might just get a subpoena
Nah, my nigga ball in New York empire state on my ringer
I count my money the fast way I gotta get in my bag bae I just hope she understands
I got her world in my hands, I feel like a superstar
Im in they ear so they gotta hear me shit for the heart so they gotta feel me
Count up them digits I'm stylish, Hop in the coupe I got mileage
I'm going out so I'm wilding been doing this shit for a while
Young nigga released from the wild look at yo watch its my time
Im in they ear so they gotta hear me shit for the heart so they gotta feel me
Count up them digits I'm stylish, Hop in the coupe I got mileage
I'm going out so I'm wilding been doing this shit for a while
Young nigga released from the wild look at yo watch its my time
My niggas like bob the builder, cause they let they tools talk
Heard that they sleeping on me, That shit a cool loss
Bitch I'm the hottest nigga out and I will not cool off
I'm in yo house like I'm red Santa then kick yo ass out like im Fred Sanford
Naw she ain't bougie got real standards always knew I was gone ball I got real handles
She say Qu1$ you always wearing diamonds, these ain't no diamonds this red snapper
They always talking bout freeing suckers but I really like when I stay it backwards
And this rap shit so easy might get a masters or I might just go pro like I'm Colin Kap
Im in control don't need no remote say I walk in this bih like I'm wearing channels
Don't try to ride our wave you better google map us, she got that juicy juicy she got that apple Snapple
Im in they ear so they gotta hear me shit for the heart so they gotta feel me
Count up them digits I'm stylish, Hop in the coupe I got mileage
I'm going out so I'm wilding been doing this shit for a while
Young nigga released from the wild look at yo watch its my time
Oh its my time
I feel like a superstar I believe it
F*ck the world. F*ck the world. F*ck the world
Tell Lil baby she a star and I wanna meet her we can hit shit like Serena
Floating we going to Venus she can have all of my sons like we moving to Phoenix
We gotta hustle like Ace Boogie we might just buy us a cleaners
My niggas ball in the court he might just get a subpoena
Nah, my nigga ball in New York empire state on my ringer
I count my money the fast way I gotta get in my bag bae I just hope she understands
I got her world in my hands, I feel like a superstar
Im in they ear so they gotta hear me shit for the heart so they gotta feel me
Count up them digits I'm stylish, Hop in the coupe I got mileage
I'm going out so I'm wilding been doing this shit for a while
Young nigga released from the wild look at yo watch its my time
Im in they ear so they gotta hear me shit for the heart so they gotta feel me
Count up them digits I'm stylish, Hop in the coupe I got mileage
I'm going out so I'm wilding been doing this shit for a while
Young nigga released from the wild look at yo watch its my time
Writer: Marquis Burgess, Tunoby Whaley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid