New Quilly Quilly

[Intro: Quilly]
Pour up, light up nigga, haha
Aw!

[Verse 1: Quilly]
They told me I ain't rappin' like I used to
I told them I ain't doin' the same shit that I'm used to
It's gon' take some gettin' used to
My niggas' said they shootin', that's kool, but I'ma shoot too
Sittin' on your house, backyard and your roof too
Speak less, listen more, I'm just soakin' game
Flea flicker the rock, I'm like Notre Dame
I be close to kingpins, you be close to lames
I'm sharp as a porcupine, watch I poke your dame
John Madden; I just know the game
All these rappers soundin' like Future, we don't flow the same
You remind me of the Migos
Bring your cousin, sister and Auntie, I'm hittin' trios
Name ring bells through them Jails, we hittin' C.O's
You paid a lawyer, I paid the judge and paid the P.O
They told me I ain't dressin' like I used to
Prolly cuz I rock the same shit you gotta boost to
I make the kinda shit my youngins' shoot to
If you're knockin' at my door, I'ma shoot through
All black for a month straight, 20's and 50's
All caps for a month straight
I'm in the trap, fuck a lunch date
Cuz these hoes ain't gonna visit when you're upstate