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from the bottom - lil quill lyrics

[hook * yung mal]
young n*gga came from that block, i was servin
from the bottom, get paid for them verses
we made the wave then they tried to go surf it
clown ass n*ggas need to go to the circus
you want that sack then you got to keep workin
ice on my wrist that b*tch cold like mcflurry
my young n*gga got him a shot like he curry
i’m reppin that candler that sh*t on my jersey
soon as we touch it, this gone in a hurry
pull up we givin em curves, opps hurtin
i done got in my bag why the f*ck would i worry
they send that check and i sign it in cursive
rap out the ‘bach, we slidin, we swervin
got hit in his back, he ain’t make it through surgery
b*tch ass so fat, man lord have mercy
blessed lil b*st*rds, we beat all the curses

[verse 1 * lil quill]
we duckin’ one time, seen that i frontlined
throwin up gang signs, young n*gga purging
free my brother locked down, we ride with glocks down to popeyes
d*mn a n*gga ~?brought the ?? to jersey (??)
six type of bank accounts, we can’t be hanging out
with dusty n*ggas, they broke and they hurtin’
thought yous a player, how you mention me
you didn’t come from the fre, you wasn’t there we were serving
riding in the mer*cedes with a young lady
with a ass so fat she’s pretty
we up the scope, kd, know the opps hate me
cause they whole crew dyin’ on purpose
diamonds on me shining, bling bling
neck*lace hd, sh*t d*mn near cost me 30
cellphone going ring ring ring ring ring ring
bout to make me go up on the verses
[hook * yung mal]
young n*gga came from that block, i was servin
from the bottom, get paid for them verses
we made the wave then they tried to go surf it
clown ass n*ggas need to go to the circus
you want that sack then you got to keep workin
ice on my wrist that b*tch cold like mcflurry
my young n*gga got him a shot like he curry
i’m reppin that candler that sh*t on my jersey
soon as we touch it, this gone in a hurry
pull up we givin em curves, opps hurtin
i done got in my bag why the f*ck would i worry
they send that check and i sign it in cursive
rap out the ‘bach, we slidin, we swervin
got hit in his back, he ain’t make it through surgery
b*tch ass so fat, man lord have mercy
blessed lil b*st*rds, we beat all the curses

[verse 2 * yung mal]
pop it on n*ggas, i do it on purpose
money on my line, got me getting up early
candler road n*ggas rocking ice like sherbert
drank got me high, b*tch i’m geeked like urkel
get in that p*ssy, i beat it up purple
n*ggas be police, they making me nervous
n*ggas ain’t getting to the money, that’s crazy
boss young n*gga, no squares in my circle
bad b*tch with me
she gonna ride on that d*ck like kentucky, derby
mud i been sippin
that sh*t got me movin like a d*mn turtle
think i ain’t make it big
really stayed down, i was jumping hurdles
big iceburg, don quillion
we them young n*ggas that they heard of
[hook * yung mal]
young n*gga came from that block, i was servin
from the bottom, get paid for them verses
we made the wave then they tried to go surf it
clown ass n*ggas need to go to the circus
you want that sack then you got to keep workin
ice on my wrist that b*tch cold like mcflurry
my young n*gga got him a shot like he curry
i’m reppin that candler that sh*t on my jersey
soon as we touch it, this gone in a hurry
pull up we givin em curves, opps hurtin
i done got in my bag why the f*ck would i worry
they send that check and i sign it in cursive
rap out the ‘bach, we slidin, we swervin
got hit in his back, he ain’t make it through surgery
b*tch ass so fat, man lord have mercy
blessed lil b*st*rds, we beat all the curses

- lil quill lyrics

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