I Really Quezz Ruthless (Ft. Double R Beatz)

[Intro:]
Double R Produced it
Uh
Yuh (I'm just talkin' my shit right now on God)
Hah (I'm just talkin' my shit)
Nah for real (yuh)

[Chorus:]
I don't really pay attention to bitches, cause I don't really got the time (Bitch, I don't got the time)
I'mma line up my whole [?] you won't get another reply (Nope, on God)
I got this shit on from my head to toe, I'm so fresh, I should hang with the pilots ([?] on the flight)
These nigga's bitch, I done got into fashion, I don't need no motherfuckin' stylist (Nah)
Bitch on this shit I can't hide it, you can catch me outside in the war [?] I be vibin (I'm vibin')
Don't get it twisted, these young niggas vicious, don't [?] before it get violent (It get violent)
You want smokе, let me know that in private (Hah)
Don't go tеllin' nobody about it (Cuh)
You might die in the [?] (On God)

[Verse:]
Young nigga, weigh bout 100 or some lbs, but I stand like [?] power (Power)
Nigga's knowin' I'm dead with this rappin' shit, but they too pussy to give me my flowers (To give me my flowers)
Went to go talk to him, when I'm around nigga's cry cause they really be cowards (They cowards)
Everyday, boy, I got a drip check, know that I put this shit on by the thousand (By the thousand)

[Interlude:]
Uh, put the shit on by the thousand (Put this shit on by the thousand)
Nigga on God I put this shit on (Put this shit on by the thousand)
I really got this shit on (Put this shit on by the thousand)
Put this shit on, go right out the door (Put this shit on by the thousand)