Lyrics S & W - Quota

Brand new Smith and Wesson
Two shots no you didn′t learn your lesson yeah
Cops try to ask you questions
Keep quiet let the lawyers be your weapon
Quota how do you survive
Gotta thank God he be sending me them blessings yeah
She said get me in your ride
I come and pick you up if you don't come wit ya best friend yeah

Girl I hope you got my message
It′s me and you we don't need no interceptions yeah
Baby you can be my F N
I'm guessing maybe this day could be destined yeah
Why they talking and got no heart
Smoking up getting sloppy toppy watching Ozark
Lotta songs deal in advance got a head start
Car I bought the trunk is in front look like a go kart
Chains is heavy baguettes it ain′t regular it′s iced out
Didn't me and E K tell you that we need it right now
Reaching for them chains promise you its gone be lights out
Started my college semester but a nigga dropped out
Yeah
Cause I was posed to be signed a long time ago
But I can′t dwell on that not right now
Gotta keep going and perfecting my sound
One step closer to having my crown
Quota three hundred in
By the time I hit a thousand iI be managing
Gotta caramel baddie in my days inn
Gotta caramel baddie in my days inn
Rolling up the loud it's fresh out the onion
Shorty booty nice it look like an onion
Know I′m bout chips like a bag of Funyuns
Quota he bout to be lit couple things in the oven

Cause I was posed to be signed a long time ago
But I can't dwell on that not right now
Gotta keep going and perfecting my sound
One step closer to having my crown

She said get me in your ride
Quota how do you survive
Ayee