Bands (Freestyle)

[Verse 1: Quilly]
Fish Scale on the Block we Goin Fishing
Ain't nothin on it though the work skinny-dippin
Put it in the pot call it synchronizing swimming
Next Day 20k bussin out My Linen
I ain't got this Glock for nothin Nigga I Send dem
All these bad Bitches get curved after i bend dem
Niggas think they fuckin wit Quilly it ain't there though
These niggas you think thurl they all weirdos
I get a baldy kill you let my hair grow
I stand in the Field by myself like A Scarecrow
I used to fronted stack packs bringin nickel packs
Now I send niggas Outta town bring me triple back
Yea! I made myself a boss
I used to want lo but i settled for lacoste
Doctor give me lean, I make myself cough
I ain't know how to pitch I made myself tall
If I get the drop you get sent to the sky
I send niggas in ya crib Xfinity Live
Fake trap niggas talkin bout flippin dem pies
They ain't even touch pastries Im sicker than lies
I gotcha bitch at the loft slidin dick up her thighs
These bitches givin up the puss They shoulda listened to Piles
Nigga you Rue Paul I can see the bitch in ya eyes
Remind me of Bruce Jenner Just A bitch in Disguise
I make a smoker wipe my wheel off, give em advice a .20 piece then i Peel off
If I'on owe my publishing I cut the whole deal off
Just left Phlipe's and i Knocked my whole Meal off
Quilly Eatin good no more PB&J'S
Them labels knockin on my door cuz they Seee the Wave
Im gettin paid for the walkthrough
My shooter gettin paid for the drive by
I told this bitch jump she said " how high" ?
My niggas smokin on Ivory like How High
My face on the bus see me every time you look up
Billboard fox 29 these niggas shook up
Read between the lines nigga scared to pick a book up
Coke so good you get high from the cook up
Nigga we can go to war like Afghanistan
Ciroc lifestyle but I came from Amsterdam
I carry tools like a handyman, Spin ya block with all my cousins in a family van