[Intro]

Aye this for the ones that didn't think I would do this

Of course ima do this g whatchu think?

This ain't nothing real? This is all me huh?

Yeah, yeah

[Verse]

Four times four in my jeans what's more?

They asking bout some lean, I told em' pour another four

Back up on my old days from the north, I'm in the south

Now we breaking bread, divide it up and ration out (ugh)

I'm not rational, touch my gang and I might kill you

I don't this ish for clout, I just had my first shoot

Why yo' pockets in a drought?

You saying you gon make it, you can't even make it out

Ima, ima make it now (ugh)

'Quantis is not copy, all you niggas copy paste

I make melodies at night, yeah you may not like my taste

Soon to be a 7-figure nigga please get out my face, yeah

You know me by Jackson, but Dequantis on the way (ugh)

I'm not really banging but I got homies that do

And they catching bodies now, they might come and catch you too

Talking sideways I might swing, nah I do not tote the beam

Cause' my fists they be too clean, finna stain my skin in ink

I'm not scared about no pressure you can try me I won't blink

And my right hand on that bible, swear to God that I won't speak

I'm not from Miami but you know we coming with that heat

And I took her to the beach now she think everything for free

Lemme go and tell you, I'm jus doing this for me

I don't care about no beef, and I don't care about the streets

I care about my momma, care about my family tree

And I'm trapping out the Honda it's Young 'Quantis on the beat (ugh)