QUARTZ

[Intro: Boslen]
Haha, yeah bitch
Yeah

[Chorus: Boslen]
‘64, MAC-11 (Yeah)
Drill niggas out the window, who steppin' (What?)
Shorty talkin' 'bout cloud nine, you trippin' (What?, fuck you talkin' bout?)
No trace, no downtime, good riddance
Boots up, drive-by, pop with it

[Verse 1: Boslen]
Please don't call me past five
Bitch be buggin’ past nine
Never needed no coke or pills or fat lines
Jokes on you, I'm too high, laughin' bitch
I got dopamine in my mind
Older me is too wise, cut the bitch
I'm with kings, the cats, the canines
Tucked the cat and drove by (Ah)

[Refrain: Boslen]
Ooh (This one for the city my nigga)
Yeah
Quartz with my niggas, I ain’t never gonna die, Quartz with my niggas, I ain’t never gonna die

[Verse 2: Boslen]
Ride til' the mornin', we came with the sticks
Bodies be chalkin' it is what it is
Fucked up the city, we used to be kids
Price on my head out the box with a bitch
Brand new doors on the coupe (Who?)
Bad bitch, kinda cute (Let's go)
Fucked her once out the blue (Damn right)
Sucked the dick and that's truth
Bring me bands with no rubbers
I'm a pretty motherfucker (I'm jiggy)
Five heads on the mat
City still on my back (I'm tired)
Life still intact
Brand new wrist 'tek
Brand new patek
She just bumped back

[Chorus]
‘64, MAC-11 (Yeah)
Drill niggas out the window, who steppin' (What?)
Shorty talkin' 'bout cloud nine, you trippin' (What?, fuck you talkin' bout?)
No trace, no downtime, good riddance
Boots up, drive-by, pop with it

[Verse 3: Charmaine]
Big body bad bitch, skin tinted
Needle in a haystack, slim thickin'
Call me Miss badunk-dunk, slim thickins
He like the way my sub thump, nigga head spinnin'
Call me a hot chick
Circlin' around ya block, bitch
I keep the saftey on off, switch
Choppa gon' spin, it don't stop, twitch (Du-du-du-du-du-du)
Who gon top shit?
Put a clip on my Fendi boots
Slap a nigga up if he talkin' to another boo
Nigga better do what I say
Better have me singin' like ayy, uhh
Make the pussy bust like a Draco
Call me big soldier Andreko

[Chorus: Boslen]
‘64, MAC-11 (Yeah)
Drill niggas out the window, who steppin' (What?)
Shorty talkin' 'bout cloud nine, you trippin' (What?, fuck you talkin' bout?)
No trace, no downtime, good riddance
Boots up, drive-by, pop with it