Quality

Yeah, turn down right there

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ay

I'ma go get it

Break it down and then quit it, yeah

I'm in the kitchen

Whip it how a **** whip it, yeah

Packin' the shipment

You know I pack it, then I ship it, yeah

Thumbin' through digits

The Feds came and then we hit it, yeah

I'm out the cut on these ****

I do the work in the back of the Honda

I got the quality work for the streets like I'm DJ Drama

Call me Meek Mill 'cause this money turned my lil' tuna into lobster

Feel like Kanye 'cause this music shit really turn us to a monster

Had a bitch named Rhonda

She was servin' for a ****

Had them birdies for a ****

Got the dirty for a ****

Send a bitch cross country

Young **** flip the twenty piece

Got the fire, ****, you and me

Got the twenty, twenty, you can see

Drug you with the bullets, boy, don't make me OD

Suggest you pay my fees if you **** owe me

'Cause I just want big Elliot to make a cold piece

And ****, I ain't stoppin' till I bust that Rolie

**** always on that fakin' shit

I was trappin' out the vacant bitch

To the house and then I changed my clothes

To crazy girls, watch 'em shake some shit

Got ones flyin' everywhere

Turn a stripper to a naked bitch

And Roddy, I ain't tryna pay your rent

I just like throwin' faces, bitch

I'ma go get it

Break it down and then quit it, yeah

I'm in the kitchen

Whip it how a **** whip it, yeah

Packin' the shipment

You know I pack it, then I ship it, yeah

Thumbin' through digits

The Feds came and then we hit it, yeah

I'm out the cut on these ****

I do the work in the back of the Honda

I got the quality work for the streets like I'm DJ Drama

Call me Meek Mill 'cause this money turned my lil' tuna into lobster

Feel like Kanye 'cause this music shit really turn us to a monster

Boy, you can see right through a ****

Boy, I see how you were doin', ****

Your bitch be over, she can do a ****

But I be thinkin' what you doin' with her

You think you rich, well, I sue a ****

But I ain't fuckin' with the courtroom

I get nervous in that muhfucker

'Cause the gallows tend to haunt you

I gotta whip with the shit, ay

It ain't some shit I can do again

I take a stack to state to state

Treat that bitch like a souvenir

Bitch, I gotta get a mansion

Young **** gotta move it in

Then a **** gotta take it out

Pack the shipment, then I gotta move again

Put the gun shit down

Had to go and make music

I been in and out them restaurants

But I ain't never gotta prove shit

Real message to you young ****

Boy, be careful who do it with

These **** ain't solid

They go back home and say that you the snitch

I'ma go get it

Break it down and then quit it, yeah

I'm in the kitchen

Whip it how a **** whip it, yeah

Packin' the shipment

You know I pack it, then I ship it, yeah

Thumbin' through digits

The Feds came and then we hit it, yeah

I'm out the cut on these ****

I do the work in the back of the Honda

I got the quality work for the streets like I'm DJ Drama

Call me Meek Mill 'cause this money turned my lil' tuna into lobster

Feel like Kanye 'cause this music shit really turn us to a monster