Quilly - No Feelings (2014)

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Quilly - No Feelings lyrics

Ah ah ah, y'all niggas still in y'all feelings, huh?
I told y'all, that's the worst place to be in
Quilly 2

What kinda pills you sellin' to me, perks?
What kinda weight you whippin' that E, pervert?
Gimme some lambs, and jell, come home, go to church
I had it again, I came in feet first
Your phone don't pop on the first
You can't hit the club cuz you hurt
Yo daughter can't read, but she curse
These whores gettin' train from birth
Can't talk money to me, bitch, you got a cheap purse
Quarter brick for a feature, I can't sell it cheap first
Eat up whateva's left over, I'mma eat first
And then, ten seconds after that, desert
Gotta feed me and muthafuck you and yours
Put that work in since a young'n, I was doin' chores
Gettin' goofy on the mic, they know who the boss
Who ya bitch rootin' fo', real niggas shootin' fo'
You niggas high off dope, you niggas fly and dope
Still on the same corner, ain't rich off coke
Gone a war over the same bitch that gave me throat
A bunch of bombs(bums?) and red bottles, kill ya ova a whore
Won't kill a nigga that shot him
You ain't even gott' tell me get it cuz I got em
Close range, iPhone 6, air drop em
Seen rappers turn floppers cuz they CD flop
I seen trappers turn rappers cuz they phone don't pop
Grind hard at night shift if I'm not on top
A nigga listenin' right now like you're not that high
Either way, I'm not gon' chill, I'm not gon' stop
Until I cop that crib, cop that drop
Mather fact, cop those cribs and buy that lot
I triple duck outta town and yo block still hot
White cook like minutes, rice Instagram
This the shit you won't see on my Instagram
This the shit I won't tweet about, Gs don't speak about
Point blank range, have yo whole brain leakin' out
I'm just bobbin' and weavin' out
Goin', it gets oz(?), play it at an even note
From eatin' in a cell to every night eatin' out
She can top me off, but I won't eat her out
Mangela just a-rappin', Finny just a-trappin'
My clique just a-whip crackin'
Neva mind these Tellaperry niggas, just actin'
Catch him pullin' out his jive, wait makin' back in (?!)
I seen it all through binoculars
Servin' white people in the county talkin' proper
Last week was my first time eatin' lobster
Cousin got shot, neva went to see the doctor
Nigga, I'm C4, you CB4
I was really at the F, nigga, D24
Either you real or rat, nigga, either, or
She said she neva met a nigga like me before
Haha, breathe easy, whore
I'm wavy, 'member you used to call me Peasy whore
Channel Peacoat, Canadian Sky Coat
Good work from the cartel, in a speed boat
Riches give me deepthroat, cuz I'm seein' C-Notes
Thank the man above, all my needs turned T-bone
Bill Cosby sweater, no Theo
Will you give a Michael Jackson boss(bars?) who really cares about Tito
Navy Com shit, nigga, playin' us that
You don't know if this jacket ball ain't a gat
I put niggas on they feet, took niggas off the street
You fuckin' the real ? , takin' pictures off the E
You niggas eatin' at Phelipe's, with a chicken wing budget
Ear rings(rears?) throw me bread, I gotta do ya thing budget
Shooter got a 'let-it-ring' budget
The shark can pay it off, if you go to jail, fuck it
Sixty two, money off the script with a flip
Money counta , she can hop up on my dick
Pull up like I might hop out with ya bitch
F-ing go click when I empty out the clip