42 Dugg - Quez Free lyrics

[Intro] b*tch, you know Antt did the beat b*tch, you know Antt did the [Verse 1] Mr. How-The-fu*k-You-Make-It-From-The-Bottom Extensions on the choppers, I'm a killer, not a robber Fentanyl, Oxy', exotics, spin all, catch me a body Rent, dawg, been gettin' high, why? (Tell me something) Ayy, we been tryna catch a five, send his ass to Moxx Quez bond a million, told Sarg' to get 'em out Quez wanna chill, I'll come and get you now Tez with whatever, b*tch, you stay up out the box Ayy, Spazzo, I just blew a million cash and my bag low, fu*k nah I sell verses now, fu*k, dawg Drekk been on my ass, she just heard I got a 'Cat This b*tch go over two hunnid, this the one thеy gotta catch Put a pussy on a shirt without permission, I don't need it Put a pussy in the dirt for all that dissin' I should start by doin' all my versеs out the kitchen, I'm a whippin' ass And I ain't fightin' no more neither, Dada blick his ass [Chorus] Lately, we been dodgin' indictments Lately, we been fu*kin' ni**as' hoes, ridin' strikers I just had to send a couple phones up to Mylin, now can you hear me now? Don't even ask about a b*tch if he ain't with me now Lately, I been gettin' to the bag Lately, I been sending to the Nat instead of the Nash But I'll still stuff a freak b*tch and make her drag Lately, I been pourin' fours up, droppin' five [Verse 2] Mr. I-Just-Bought-A-Red-Eye, I heard them b*tches dangerous b*tch, if all them ni**as dead, why the fu*k y'all still claimin'? Shoot him twice and get him famous I'll turn into the devil, momma know that I'm angel I can't say I hate all Bloods, a couple of my ni**as bangin' Big gang sh*t, I post a b*tch in the city, you think I ain't hit? I got her fu*kin' my ni**a, we on the same tip Rosé bottles, case full of Cristal Used to be thuggin', doggy, he a b*tch now Wayburn and Whittier, a couple blocks from 6 Mile I don't like no pictures, b*tch, I don't do no kissin' I ain't squashin' sh*t and I put that on my ni**a [Chorus] Lately, we been dodgin' indictments Lately, we been fu*kin' ni**as' hoes, ridin' strikers I just had to send a couple phones up to Mylin, now can you hear me now? Don't even ask about a b*tch if he ain't with me now Lately, I been gettin' to the bag Lately, I been sending to the Nat instead of the Nash But I'll still stuff a freak b*tch and make her drag Lately, I been pourin' fours up, droppin' five