Quilly DaVinci - Big Fish Lyrics

Like
Bro this shit for real 'boutta go crazy
Aye shout out the whole OTM man
Started from the bottom
I ran it up but I started from the bottom
Don't give a fuck 'bout your games lil nigga I'm passed that
Gotta tell these bitch ass niggas give my swag back
I look at the world through a different lens a young nigga settin' trends
I got the whole game in my backpack
You can't name a nigga that's litter than or shark with a bigger fin
You know we don't play with 'em we just crash that and smash that
Don't even wan' hit the hoe
Kuroko, pass that
Post up at the Sunoco
Nigga where the gas at?
If they play with the bag watch how fast I go Mad Max
Everything I'm sayin' facts you gon have to pay for that
Tryna get in other niggas beef he caught a stray for that
I swear these niggas dyin' for no reason
It ain't funny I get money like I went to a yeshiva
When I die pull up to the pearly gates in a demon
How you gon' throw shade then dap me up with the same hand
No matter how much bread I get I'll be the same man
Bitch we cannot shake hands
See it clear through the Ray-Bans
Bitch I got it out the basement
Bitch I got it out the basement
I look at the bag
I feel like I gotta get this
Big racks I wanna be on that rich shit
That nigga done graduated just call me big fish
And all these hoes get me agitated I need a mistress
All I do is run to the bag don't stop
Had to keep my foot on the gas no cops
All them niggas put in a pack no ops
All that shit get put in the past lil nigga I'm on yo ass
'Cuz I was made for this
Bitch I had to pray for this
Got it out the dirt uh
I put in the work uh
I put in the days for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this ahh
Niggas in my dm said they feel some type of way
Go ahead nigga type away
The money be callin' me answer anytime of day (Brr brr)
Like "yo what you doin' where you at?"
Yea I found me a better nigga ion gotta trap
Got my niggas in the back and they gon' go dumb
If I pull up with the gang then it's no more ones
Imma pull up blow the brain out the Cullinan I'm comin' in
If a batty man disrespect huh come again?
I put all my blood and my sweat in these verses
I told her I want the neck make me cum again
If she do it good then she just might get her a Birkin
Was never mad at the quarantine that shit gave my time to work
From the first to the first til the end of time
Put your face in the dirt if you cross the line
Put your face in the dirt if you come for mine
Man I swear that none of these niggas on my timin'
Man just take a look at lil Quilly that boy shinin'
Diamonds
Ridin'
Goethals sippin' on a cocktail
I know some shit about them niggas that I will not tell
Man I can't wait til this shit drop
Incendiary shit hot
I never make a pit stop
I'm runnin' to the tip top
Got the game like a dread man I swear I got this shit locked
Aye wassup with these rap niggas swear that shit ain't real Hip Hop
I look at the bag
I feel like I gotta get this
Big racks I wanna be on that rich shit
That nigga done graduated just call me big fish
And all these hoes get me agitated I need a mistress
All I do is run to the bag don't stop
Had to keep my foot on the gas no cops
All them niggas put in a pack no ops
All that shit get put in the past lil nigga I'm on yo ass
'Cuz I was made for this
Bitch I had to pray for this
Got it out the dirt uh
I put in the work uh
I put in the days for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this ahh

Like
Bro this shit for real 'boutta go crazy
Aye shout out the whole OTM man
Started from the bottom
I ran it up but I started from the bottom
Don't give a fuck 'bout your games lil nigga I'm passed that
Gotta tell these bitch ass niggas give my swag back
I look at the world through a different lens a young nigga settin' trends
I got the whole game in my backpack
You can't name a nigga that's litter than or shark with a bigger fin
You know we don't play with 'em we just crash that and smash that
Don't even wan' hit the hoe
Kuroko, pass that
Post up at the Sunoco
Nigga where the gas at?
If they play with the bag watch how fast I go Mad Max
Everything I'm sayin' facts you gon have to pay for that
Tryna get in other niggas beef he caught a stray for that
I swear these niggas dyin' for no reason
It ain't funny I get money like I went to a yeshiva
When I die pull up to the pearly gates in a demon
How you gon' throw shade then dap me up with the same hand
No matter how much bread I get I'll be the same man
Bitch we cannot shake hands
See it clear through the Ray-Bans
Bitch I got it out the basement
Bitch I got it out the basement
I look at the bag
I feel like I gotta get this
Big racks I wanna be on that rich shit
That nigga done graduated just call me big fish
And all these hoes get me agitated I need a mistress
All I do is run to the bag don't stop
Had to keep my foot on the gas no cops
All them niggas put in a pack no ops
All that shit get put in the past lil nigga I'm on yo ass
'Cuz I was made for this
Bitch I had to pray for this
Got it out the dirt uh
I put in the work uh
I put in the days for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this ahh
Niggas in my dm said they feel some type of way
Go ahead nigga type away
The money be callin' me answer anytime of day (Brr brr)
Like "yo what you doin' where you at?"
Yea I found me a better nigga ion gotta trap
Got my niggas in the back and they gon' go dumb
If I pull up with the gang then it's no more ones
Imma pull up blow the brain out the Cullinan I'm comin' in
If a batty man disrespect huh come again?
I put all my blood and my sweat in these verses
I told her I want the neck make me cum again
If she do it good then she just might get her a Birkin
Was never mad at the quarantine that shit gave my time to work
From the first to the first til the end of time
Put your face in the dirt if you cross the line
Put your face in the dirt if you come for mine
Man I swear that none of these niggas on my timin'
Man just take a look at lil Quilly that boy shinin'
Diamonds
Ridin'
Goethals sippin' on a cocktail
I know some shit about them niggas that I will not tell
Man I can't wait til this shit drop
Incendiary shit hot
I never make a pit stop
I'm runnin' to the tip top
Got the game like a dread man I swear I got this shit locked
Aye wassup with these rap niggas swear that shit ain't real Hip Hop
I look at the bag
I feel like I gotta get this
Big racks I wanna be on that rich shit
That nigga done graduated just call me big fish
And all these hoes get me agitated I need a mistress
All I do is run to the bag don't stop
Had to keep my foot on the gas no cops
All them niggas put in a pack no ops
All that shit get put in the past lil nigga I'm on yo ass
'Cuz I was made for this
Bitch I had to pray for this
Got it out the dirt uh
I put in the work uh
I put in the days for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this
Nigga I was made for this ahh