Lyrics

[Verse 1: Quilly] I told my girlfriend "I'm gone", yeah, I threw that peace up I be on my philly shit, you know I throw that east up I fucked my money up, but, I got enough to Re-up No, I don't make it rain, but I got enough to tweak her I told my girlfriend "I'm gone", yeah, I threw that peace up I be on my philly shit, you know I throw that east up I fucked my money up, but, I got enough to Re-up No, I don't make it rain, but I got enough to tweak her Cop 9 Os, drop 6 stacks, work out, look at my 6 pack I ain't makin' it rain, I gotta get back, white work; 4 5th black Live life too fast, time fly by, phone pop and I can't miss a (?) I eat 711 or WAWA, I get a snack then I'm back sellin' powder Hat and leather D-squared, look like I be bowling She said "Quill, let me get a check", no man, WAM man, band man I'm holdin' NEEDS FINISHED