[Intro: Lil Quill]
I gotta sleep with that 40
I gotta pee with that 40
No cap
[Verse 1: Yung Mal]
Come on
Iceburg big quill, we turn the motherfucking temperature
Please don’t think shit sweet cause we signed us a deal, get yo ass hit with that Dillinger
Walk in the bank they already knowing us
Check, cleared we sign our signature
Niggas switch up, they faded right out of the picture
Me and my brother, stuck together forever
New spot new car everyday brand new cheddar championship
We popping like Bel-Air, gotta thank God
Boy the whole squad doing better
Heart so cold neck frozer then frigid air
Gotta lot of money but the hood niggas still there
Still on that bullshit no nigga get no spare
We passing these hoes I swear we don’t care
[Verse 2: Lil Quill]
Bout dey feelings cause we drop the top on ceiling
Double R hit the gas cost a cool quarter million
Alexander McQueen just to push start ignition
Got the emerald cut on the bitch, it got 3D dimension
And free my dawg meek he got three different sentences
Gang started back and they put me against it
Iceberg got the Glock with the beam and extensions
Give a fuck what you heard 'cause you see I be getting it
Hoe, Tom Ford on my frames I can't see out my lenses
So many bands in my pants and they D&G like really, bitch
Shit it get deep in these trenches, get beat out your britches, G
No cap, you never seen me with 50s
Know better the trap at the phone keep on ringing
Two double G fits, came from 15 at Lennox
He better not start cause my youngin gone finish it
Nigga want smoke, cause they gotta treat me like a chimney
I gotta sleep with that 40
I gotta pee with that 40
No cap
[Verse 1: Yung Mal]
Come on
Iceburg big quill, we turn the motherfucking temperature
Please don’t think shit sweet cause we signed us a deal, get yo ass hit with that Dillinger
Walk in the bank they already knowing us
Check, cleared we sign our signature
Niggas switch up, they faded right out of the picture
Me and my brother, stuck together forever
New spot new car everyday brand new cheddar championship
We popping like Bel-Air, gotta thank God
Boy the whole squad doing better
Heart so cold neck frozer then frigid air
Gotta lot of money but the hood niggas still there
Still on that bullshit no nigga get no spare
We passing these hoes I swear we don’t care
[Verse 2: Lil Quill]
Bout dey feelings cause we drop the top on ceiling
Double R hit the gas cost a cool quarter million
Alexander McQueen just to push start ignition
Got the emerald cut on the bitch, it got 3D dimension
And free my dawg meek he got three different sentences
Gang started back and they put me against it
Iceberg got the Glock with the beam and extensions
Give a fuck what you heard 'cause you see I be getting it
Hoe, Tom Ford on my frames I can't see out my lenses
So many bands in my pants and they D&G like really, bitch
Shit it get deep in these trenches, get beat out your britches, G
No cap, you never seen me with 50s
Know better the trap at the phone keep on ringing
Two double G fits, came from 15 at Lennox
He better not start cause my youngin gone finish it
Nigga want smoke, cause they gotta treat me like a chimney
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