Intro lyrics

[Verse 1: Quilly]
Hearing voices from the Devil while I'm tryna Din
I can't even sleep, how the hell I dream?
Couple 1,000 in the night, that's just off the lean
Came home, made a dub, and that's off a bean
And my pockets big; it was all a dream
Pull up with the ceiling missing, just to cause a scene
Flexin' on these b*tches like I'm workin' out
I ain't workin' out, I'm pourin' purple out
Breakin' down a 4, take a circle out
It be gone tonight, n*gga word of mouth!
They say "Quilly c*cky", why should I be humble?
I just made a killin' off a dope bundle
Make her shine the choppa, just to boost my ego
Spend a couple racks at Boyd's, money from the eagles
White boys with like one of the beatles
I'm bout to buy a house as big as Cathedrals
I'ma trap star and a porn star
F's on my belt look like my report card
Driving 20 miles per hour in a sports car
When this check clear, I'ma buy some more hard
I never gave a f*ck and I never will
You be cuttin' checks, you be letting Quill
Bottles all night, I don't even drink
The birdies take a bath in my kitchen sink
Got my youngins' in the field n*gga major payne
Moncler with the hood just in case it rain
Moncler with the fur just in case it snow
Baywatch ass n*gga, you gon' save a hoe
Blue beans (On Dek), new camp (gettin money)
Quilly eatin' like they gave him food stamps (aw man)
b*tch, I shine more cuz i grind more
Whole city tryna figure what I signed for