They say they want that old Quan back, yeah
They want that old Quan back, you know I be speakin' facts
I remember bein' bad, I used to steal the hall pass
Masked Up, War ready finna put him in the back
Pillow talkin' like a ho, but he can't never send a threat
She said she love me, I told that bitch to keep that
Only like the natural hair , she needs to put that weave back
She like the way I got that cash, I love the way she say that ass
I love the way she give me head, she like the way I blow her back
But she can't never touch these racks, they're like, Quan you never this
They're like, Quan you never that? I don't entertain these
Beefs they shot at me, I'm shootin' back I can't hang around no snitch
Cause everybody turn to rats If I ever sign a deal, I'm puttin' Lansing on the map
BBE, we up front, we ain't never goin' back
A lot of cap'n ass niggas lyin' on they raps
Free my cousin out that pen, I swear to God, we need him back
If you wanna do a song, I swear to God, I need my racks
She love the way I do songs, I like the way she give neck
I was f*ckin' on this lil' hoe, but she can't wait to text me back
Don't give a damn about her ex if he want beef, then that's that
Stop worrying about another nigga, lil' boy, go get you a stack
SkeeYeee, to yo bitch, but do not play that Sexy Redd
B.G. Livin legend I was tryna get that bag
I might f*ck around and sing, I don't even like to rap
Put a 50 to your head, now you lookin' like a pack
Roll him up, put him in the blunt (ah man)
When it come to verses, I might get to taxin' Uncle Sam
How you wanna beef with Quan, but you is actin' like a ham
I got 223s, Glocks, AK-47s, damn
I'm still that 517 nigga, still gon' put this on the map
I been doin' this since 5, I don't even got a cap
My youngins caught a hat, we still gon' put him in a body bag
I was down bad, I'm still gon' find a way to get this cash
They like, Quan, you did this, they like, Quan, you did that
Even though I get rich, I'm still gon' put shit on the map
They like, Quan, you need to quit, they like, Quan, stop rappin
Old niggas in they 50s, man, they need to stop trappin
I'm ridin' in the fast lane, just cause I'm in the cash game
How do you want it? Like Tupac, they got all eyez up in the fame
You ain't even got no sense, you ain't even got no game
How you wanna rap with Quan, but you is messin' with them lames
Head tap, green for gree , who gon' be next? No 2K
Up the choppa, make you skate, now you lookin' like Lupe
They chewin' gun, they breath stank, cause I just got some toothpaste
I'm callin' all them nipsey blue's like, what the f*ck, it's a blue face
BBE, we still the fam, and we ain't switchin' on that
F&N, 2 tone, and they got switches on that
Throwin' hundreds in the club, got your bitch shakin' ass
Talk about she wanna f*ck, I told her, hop in the cab
Fifty shots up in the whip, and I ain't gon' miss
Lotta homies in your circle, and you know they gon' snitch
Every time I drop a song, man, they always on dick
This A.R.P. will mess your mouth up, like you on lisp
They're like, Quan, you never this, they're like, Quan, you never that
I don't entertain these beefs, they shot at me, I'm shootin back
I can't hang around no snitch, cause everybody turn to rats
If I ever sign a deal, I'm puttin' Lansing on the map
They're like, Quan, you did this, they're like, Quan, you did that
Even though I get rich, I'm still gon' push it on the map
They're like, Quan, you need to quit, they're like, Quan, stop rappin
All them niggas in they 50s, man, they need to stop trappin
Smokin' on this damn crud, got me higher than a jet
Back up in that one bag, I ain't nothin' like the rest
Put a laser on the beam, five shots to his back
I'm addicted to this rap game, nigga, you's a rat
This how we doin' in the L, everybody come correct
R.I.P. to Bankroll Fresh, we takin' over your trap
I put all for my city, no P. Diddy take that
God is my only witness, and we still count big, bands
They're like, Quan, you never this, they're like, Quan, you never that
I don't entertain these beefs, they shot at me, I'm shootin' back
I can't hang around no snitch, cause everybody turn to rats
If I ever sign a deal, I'm puttin' Lansing on the map
They're like, Quan, you did this, they're like, Quan, you did that
Even though I get rich, I'm still gon' push it on the map
They're like, Quan, you need to quit, they're like, Quan, stop rappin