Boslen - QUARTZ lyrics

[Intro: Boslen] Haha, yeah b*tch Yeah [Chorus: Boslen] ‘64, MAC-11 (Yeah) Drill ni**as out the window, who steppin' (What?) Shorty talkin' 'bout cloud nine, you trippin' (What?, fu*k you talkin' bout?) No trace, no downtime, good riddance Boots up, drive-by, pop with it [Verse 1: Boslen] Please don't call me past five b*tch be buggin’ past nine Never needed no coke or pills or fat lines Jokes on you, I'm too high, laughin' b*tch I got dopamine in my mind Older me is too wise, cut the b*tch I'm with kings, the cats, the canines Tucked the cat and drove by (Ah) [Refrain: Boslen] Ooh (This one for the city my ni**a) Yeah Quartz with my ni**as, I ain’t never gonna die, Quartz with my ni**as, I ain’t never gonna die [Verse 2: Boslen] Ride til' the mornin', we came with the sticks Bodies be chalkin' it is what it is fu*ked up the city, we used to be kids Price on my head out the box with a b*tch Brand new doors on the coupe (Who?) Bad b*tch, kinda cute (Let's go) fu*ked her once out the blue (Damn right) su*ked the dick and that's truth Bring me bands with no rubbers I'm a pretty motherfu*ker (I'm jiggy) Five heads on the mat City still on my back (I'm tired) Life still intact Brand new wrist 'tek Brand new patek She just bumped back [Chorus] ‘64, MAC-11 (Yeah) Drill ni**as out the window, who steppin' (What?) Shorty talkin' 'bout cloud nine, you trippin' (What?, fu*k you talkin' bout?) No trace, no downtime, good riddance Boots up, drive-by, pop with it [Verse 3: Charmaine] Big body bad b*tch, skin tinted Needle in a haystack, slim thickin' Call me Miss badunk-dunk, slim thickins He like the way my sub thump, ni**a head spinnin' Call me a hot chick Circlin' around ya block, b*tch I keep the saftey on off, switch Choppa gon' spin, it don't stop, twitch (Du-du-du-du-du-du) Who gon top sh*t? Put a clip on my Fendi boots Slap a ni**a up if he talkin' to another boo ni**a better do what I say Better have me singin' like ayy, uhh Make the pussy bust like a Draco Call me big soldier Andreko [Chorus: Boslen] ‘64, MAC-11 (Yeah) Drill ni**as out the window, who steppin' (What?) Shorty talkin' 'bout cloud nine, you trippin' (What?, fu*k you talkin' bout?) No trace, no downtime, good riddance Boots up, drive-by, pop with it