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Quizzle the Cannon


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No face, no case, like OJ, no trace Got me feelin' like I'm O.T., Quanny
Okay, okay, hoed do what I say, I'm sensei Serve niggas like a dish,  eldente
Where I'm from, the burg, like Clemente Quizzle here to stay  permanente
How you ain't full, but your men ate ? Close mouths and get fed, you been late

Do your dirt by you're lonely Less you tryna have a cellmate
All you wanna do is sell weight Now your life's at a stalemate
I know , hating aint a male trait Steeler games  love to tailgate
Put respect on my name like I'm baby I be minding the business that pay me

We known for smoking them cannons Your blunts be slim like Shady
Free Max B, that's the wave god I get my weed on my face card
Cold hearted nigga, my heart scarred Tryna get checks like A-Rod
Now do what you say and say what you mean Japanese denim, ksubi the jeans

Young OG, but cannon a vet Takin my spot, I'm standing on necks

I like fast hoes, fast cars, fast cash Exotic comin' in the packs, used to be glad bags
In high school you was the man, now you look bad bad
I thank the lord for making me different they going out sad sad

I like fast hoes, fast cars, fast cash Exotic comin' in the packs, used to be glad bags
In high school you was the man, now you look bad bad
I thank the lord for making me different and going out sad sad
Young OG, but cannon a  vet Take up my spot, I'm standing on necks

I got now, and I got next Known to be drippy, pardon my flex
All my homies on boss time All your homies on fraud time
You ain't no big fish, you snail bait And we out here on shark time
Whoopty, finesse your hoe out of two piece She for the gang, she a groupie

Gotta have a body just to move me aye , New year, new whips, new jewelry
Smoke real exotic, no poofy No more backwoods, just loose leafs
In my circle, real niggas, no goofies New Benz  truck fell out the sky
Get bread, don't compete with your guys If one of us win, then we all won

Right now, hell yeah, I'm on one Say you ballin' well where you get your
ball from? Like a handyman, Quizz get the job done
Say you ballin' well where you get your ball from
Like a handyman, Quizz get the job done
I like fast hoes, fast cars, fast cash

Exotic, come the Pax Used to be glad bags
In high school, you was the man Now you look bad, bad
I thank the Lord for making me different they  going out sad, sad
I like fast hoes, fast cars, fast cash Exotic, come the Pax

Used to be glad bags In high school, you was the man
Now you look bad, bad I thank the Lord for making me different
And going out sad, sad

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Written by: DaQuay Wright

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