Quagen lyrics

[Intro]
I ain't recorded in over two weeks
(Cash out what it do?)
Okay, sh*t
Yeah, Drank God
(Iced Up Records)
Yeah

[Verse]
Mud baby, I went gun crazy, I got drug habit
Big gang, keep that stick on me, yeah that's my lil' n*gga
Crip member, we don't do swiping 'cause b*tch we drug trafficking
Hid the hunnid's, signed with big cheese
Shoutout my blood n*ggas (Shoutout my blood n*ggas)
Hm, yeah, b*tch we bought mud with us
Hit yo' city, flood the whole town, I bought a tub with us (I bought a tub with us)
At my show, got two hundred n*ggas, I brought the club with us
Take that 'stendo put it on switches, I love to plug n*ggas (Fa, fa, fa)
I love to shoot sh*t, got the kujick
That's two hundred, count up them blue strips
Slide to Mikey, a million in cash, just got a new kit
Popped a bean, then fell on the curb, I need a new mix
Yeah, sh*t, should see the opps faces
I ain't f*ck cause she got no ass, ho I am not basic
Pour an eight or jumped in the 'Vette, I'm in the drop wasted (Skrr)
Hunnid rounds, I put a sign on it, this choppa not vacant
Yeah, man, wish they would stop hatin'
Audemar got black and white diamonds, ho I am not racist
Check the 'Gram, we got his fam mad, cause he did not make it
Dropped the lo', been lurkin' all night, I had to swap pages
Sick sipper, drinkin' click clicker, this for them big n*ggas
Why all the opps we beefin' with broke? They need to fix n*ggas
Check the sco' we wipe n*ggas nose, yeah I'm a sick n*gga (f*ck)
Goon squad, b*tch I rep that D, but ain't got Trick with us (That's my uncle)
Ouu, he in that trick bag, wrap him up or treat him like uh-
Yeah, this a gift bag
Fendi belt with Alex McQueens, I love to mix fashion
He turn around, we takin' him out, I call that get back
Yeah, b*tch, I got a big bag
I sent a play threw cuddy the blitz, b*tch I'm like knick knack
Bust my ears and then bust my neck, I made my wrist mad
She got good brain, I pulled my di*k out and told her "Think fast"
Hm, yeah, I let my mink drag
Poured a pop then ran out already, I like to drink fast
Twenty thousand, stuffed with them grants, b*tch I got pink cash
If he don't live it then I can't listen, and plus the beats ass
Crack the Quagen, me and G, pour that mud in double cups
Diamonds on me moon walkin', run it up then f*ck it up
Banana clip on big drakey, AR with the monkey nuts
Told her take the condom when she suckin', with yo funky butt
[Outro]
Rich Off Pints 2
That's how we comin' back
(Cash out what it do?)