Ooouuu (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: Quilly]
I'll send my wolves where your mom at
A hundred shots make it hot where you grind at
Ain't no more street fighting, it's Mortal Kombat
We giving smoke out, whoever which you, catching contact
LeBron James with the baby powder
Shoot the candlelight then double back for the baby shower
We moving militant, we on NAVY hours
Your b*tch f*cked the whole block, man that baby ours
Overweight lover, moving heavy D
The trunk full of dog food; no pedigree
We catchin' wreck like Cool-C and Steady B
You're throwing B's up, that K clip; letter C
Game, you're a b*tch n*gga
You got men tatted on you like a b*tch n*gga
Vanity Grand with that cam, make you strip n*gga
You're on instagram taking di*k pictures
A calm dime at joe to make my wrist glitter
Galaxy Foams, Quilly shining like the big Dipper
Shower watch; 1000 watts make it litt n*gga
King of Diamonds hiring, don't you strip n*gga?
I make the butter fly with the weight
You got a butterfly on your face
f*ck doin' good, we doin' great
We still in the hood tryna escape
You in Hollywood gettin' raped
Shots work you out, give a f*ck if you're in shape
1000 dollar plates, chicken satay, medallion cut steaks
I get work on my face!
Still in the trenches, we moving weight
I get that soft white; paper plates
Shoot your lights out, black mamba, you n*ggas' snakes
Banana clip under the Bathing Apes
I know my worth but I ain't makin' my ass clap
I know my worth then I add tax
Publishing checks from BMI & ascap
My stock goin' up like Nasdaq
Ayo Shaab, why the testin' me?
Like I ain't got my whole block next to me
Like I ain't in the field more than referees
Martha Stewart in the kitchen with the recipe
Big 4 pounder for beef, no sesame
Gingerbread man, man these cops ain't catchin me
Ooouuu....ooouuu
n*ggas' ain't f*ckin wit me man. f*ck the other side
Philly we back! haha..ooouuu
Nana (we in the field for real n*gga)
Yeaah! Come on! Go!