Quentin Miller - D.U.I. (Freestyle) lyrics
[Quentin Miller - D.U.I. Freestyle lyrics]
We go through too much bullshit
Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
She go through too much bullshit
Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
Check, check, check, check, yeah
Started with a dream then it
Turned to the real thing
Started with my brother playing Only
Built 4 Cuban Linx
Now I'm glowing up way harder
Than what you would think
And now I'll fuck you up way
Harder than your favorite drink
I am not concerned with the
Thoughts that you niggas think
My only concern putting more
Money in the bank
I don't need dead presidents
I'm looking for Ben Franks
I think I deserve that shit
Let that nigga tank
Hehe, somewhere on the top
That's the spot that you niggas ain't
No, you niggas ain't even close to it
Couldn't even go to it if you was
Driving on the road to it
Every time I do it
Make 'em think about when HOV do it
Or when Kendrick or Cole do it
Every time I make the comparisons
They go through it
But all you gotta do is go through it
Came from the dirt
No stains on the shirt or the sneaks
Just blood, sweat and tears, from the beats
I be killing every week
Cause a spree not a streak
Learn from mistakes
Gotta watch for the leaks
And the spies on your camp
Put eyes on the back of your head
For when niggas wanna try some of that
None of that, you'll react before they act
It's a wrap
Yeah, no strings attached, it's a wrap
And if I'ma give her that then she opposite
Of wack 'cause she poppin' with it (Wait)
Presidential raps like Obama spit
It, I'ma start, y'all don't get it
(Wait)
Marathon not a race, RIP to the great
Now let's finally get it
Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
She go through too much bullshit
Just to mess with these drunk and hot girls
Check, check, check, check, yeah
Started with a dream then it
Turned to the real thing
Started with my brother playing Only
Built 4 Cuban Linx
Now I'm glowing up way harder
Than what you would think
And now I'll fuck you up way
Harder than your favorite drink
I am not concerned with the
Thoughts that you niggas think
My only concern putting more
Money in the bank
I don't need dead presidents
I'm looking for Ben Franks
I think I deserve that shit
Let that nigga tank
Hehe, somewhere on the top
That's the spot that you niggas ain't
No, you niggas ain't even close to it
Couldn't even go to it if you was
Driving on the road to it
Every time I do it
Make 'em think about when HOV do it
Or when Kendrick or Cole do it
Every time I make the comparisons
They go through it
But all you gotta do is go through it
Came from the dirt
No stains on the shirt or the sneaks
Just blood, sweat and tears, from the beats
I be killing every week
Cause a spree not a streak
Learn from mistakes
Gotta watch for the leaks
And the spies on your camp
Put eyes on the back of your head
For when niggas wanna try some of that
None of that, you'll react before they act
It's a wrap
Yeah, no strings attached, it's a wrap
And if I'ma give her that then she opposite
Of wack 'cause she poppin' with it (Wait)
Presidential raps like Obama spit
It, I'ma start, y'all don't get it
(Wait)
Marathon not a race, RIP to the great
Now let's finally get it