Quentin Miller - Fax lyrics

–Intro– Yeah, ye-yeah, yeah Don’t take my motherf**ing sh** man I mean, everybody say “yeah” But y’all don’t say The way I be sayin’ it I’ma notice if you do (hm-hm) Yeah! Too big to fail Move the [?] like stocks on Wall Street [?] with the sound, prices up and down Once you reach a certain [?] Ain’t no coming down I got no complaints man my life good I mean we really made the wave And you n***as [?] How many times we let you run off on the plug Guess what? We the plug, we the f**ing plug Fax, know it for a fact Made it to the racks I ain’t going back, studio my trap You could pull up, get a pack (hm-hm) Fact, know it for a fact (hey!) –Verse– I don’t give a f** ’bout a diss song I don’t really care ’bout a rap beef You ain’t even gotta @ me Racks, I need more of those Had to kick it down ’cause the door was closed I need all of those Brought my Nike like designer clothes Yeah, I be sellin’ hope oooh They turn up at my shows oooh Super Saiyan Goku, yeah Back against the ropes oooh Fly like a bu*terfly and float oooh Knock they a** down like you supposed to Yeah, we don’t play by no rules Yeah, green light, green light, green light go Do whats necessary, as long if the checks coming You got a verse from him Then you was blessed from him You really was blessed from him, fax, facts Studio my trap, come and get a pack He-he, fax!