Kerosene

Lyrics

[Intro] Quilly Millz, nigga I'm rapped out, yeah! [Verse 1: Quilly] Quilly Millz in the building with the real niggas Fake niggas take heave to a real nigga Hottest in the streets, that's without a deal, nigga When you get a deal, How they gonna deal with you? Bitches never said yes to me, now they can't say no to me She jumping on the dick, she ride that stick That bad bitch controlling me Know I got that Buddha on Horseshoes all over me I'm strapped plus my shooters here You bitch niggas ain't folding me Pop guns like New Years Pop bottles like New Years And I got that Hermes you got to wait like two years I'm so wavy that the mall called me I got the type of dick that make the broads stalk me Walk in your party, bottle service like it's our party Shipping pepper on the denim got 'em all salty Five pen on hat, fresh pair of Charles Barkley These niggas cops check for their walkie talkies Whole nother bankroll, nigga, different day I'm trying to kick her out You're trying to get that bitch to stay Smoke great, get a milkshake from chick-fil-a Everyday these bitches compliment a nigga lay It ain't what a nigga say is what a nigga show I ain't gotta say I'm real, niggas know! Bitches feel a nigga ghost I ain't even die I'm still dripping for the mall, I ain't even dry Me and Gillie forty forty pop a spade hoe Getting major figures, killing with my spade flow And don't be stepping on my J's, hoe And don't be smoking all my haze, hoe And you can fuck it with these lames, hoe You could have had Michael Jackson, you Jermaine though I'm really live, and you just a lie hundred dollars for my plate And that's just the size Niggas see me in the hood and they look surprised The party started, bitch I just arrived Fish-bone, no tit, bitch! My jean jacket cost Your rent bitch! You should be cutting me a check, I'm the shit, bitch I ain't paying for no pussy, I'm a pimp, bitch! Every night I'm with some burger steak and shrimp shit Benni Hanna Collasal crab with butter dip You're acting Hollywood, you are some other shit Every seven days a nigga in another whip Every forty-eight, we was bagging off a brick And every twenty-four, I'll be with another bitch!