UTDinfiniti lyrics

by

Quentin Miller


[Intro]
We up through that, Quentin Miller, CoolisMac
n*gga we all through that b*tch
We up through that b*tch (send me that address)
Skirt

[Chorus]
n*gga, we gonna put on, we've been through some sh*t
Hundred pack of weed, ran her through that sh*t, send me that address we up through that sh*t
It’s new to you but ooh to us we through with it, seen your project and I threw that sh*t
Had a check in College but I threw that sh*t

[Verse 1: CoolisMac]
Y'all n*ggas threw some sh*t, 'coz we here now you go through some sh*t
n*gga you know exactly what's up
I ain't backin' got my guns up
I ain't backin' down from n*ggas
But I know we runnin' past some n*ggas
I got the check and I'm blowing through it
Got your b*tch and I'm way in, through it
That money we ain't playin' with you
'Bout them bands there come and getcha
I rep Decatur 'coz it’s in my nature,(grind) uhm like I was a skater
Pinky ring like I'm from Jamaica, it's not a team you keep getting favors
But I need that back n*gga I need that back
Smoking on keisha packs smoking on riffa packs
Got my n*gga Quentin Miller with me
Hundred pack b*tch we branch through it, swivel it
[Chorus]
n*gga, we gonna put on, we've been through some sh*t
Hundred pack of weed, ran her through that sh*t, send me that address we up through that sh*t
It’s new to you but ooh to us we through with it, seen your project and I threw that sh*t
Had a check in College but I threw that sh*t
Y'all n*ggas threw some sh*t, 'coz we here now you go through some sh*t

[Verse 2: Quentin Miller]
Quentin Miller I’m up through that b*tch
Hottest in Atlanta, I can prove that sh*t
Me and Mac closest thing to that
Daddy fat and Andre 3 stacks
Work moving like the pilgrims
Motherf*ck a record deal bruh
Chasin’ bras that’s the old me
I’m trying to ball like Ginobli
It ain’t Christmas but we lighting trees
I drink liquor like its Tropicana
Me and her we just got a thing
By tomorrow morning you can have her
And these Grits ain’t from Waffle House
And my syrup ain't over the counter
It’s only four things a n*gga need
Money, hoes, clothes and Sours

[Outro]
Yea, you know whats happening
Way back here in Atlanta n*gga
Quentin Miller,CoolisMac. Yea I'm pimping
Dripping, you lost yo hoes, you lost yo mojo
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