Quest Songtext
von Dom Corleo

(Perfect!)

I′m on a quest
And I'm gon′ need a pole for that
Think I'm gon' need a TEC, yeah
Or I′m making a sword for that
Put it up to yo′ neck
I don't do back and forth
I hop in the foreign
With a ho who do porn
And I got her wet, she pourin′


Rockin' Rick Owen head to toe
Yes, I′m back on my shit, you know
And I'm smoking on Do-Si-Dos
Then I go make a hit, for sure
And I′m poppin' my shit, you know
Prolly fuckin' yo′ bitch, for sure
And I′m stacking a brick, for sure
I walk up in the store and I spend on clothes what you gon' spend on rent
Japanese clothes what I′m gon' put on ′cause they don't get as fly as this
I got a track fit, it′s Balenciaga, no I don't rock ASICS
I feel like Wayne on the Tha C V 'cause this flow I spit so sick
I got a K with a TEC-9 and I ain′t afraid to shoot that bitch
Yes, I′m a dog going canine and I got a bone to pick with that bitch
They tryna tarnish on my name, throw a lil' dirt up on that shit
I feel ′em suck up on my dick, get a lil' nasty on that shit

I′m on a quest
And I'm gon′ need a pole for that
Think I'm gon' need a TEC, yeah
Or I′m making a sword for that
Put it up to yo′ neck
I don't do back and forth
I hop in the foreign
With a ho who do porn
And I got her wet, she pourin′


And when I pull up, you know how that go
I step out the whip, you know how it go
I put up the 23, Chicago
I'll pull up to JFK with my ho
And I′m on a flight through the sky, ho
Dude, my diamonds they bright and you a ho
I'm rockin′ the —
I pulled up on Ellis, got the AP, rockin' Off-White with the brown tee
Whippin' all the white, talkin′ ice cream
Fuckin′ with the new wood grain seats
Everything I rock unique
I done made a mil', got it off me
There ain′t shit you could say to me
There ain't a thing you could play with me

I′m on a quest
And I'm gon′ need a pole for that
Think I'm gon' need a TEC, yeah
Or I′m making a sword for that
Put it up to yo′ neck
I don't do back and forth
I hop in the foreign
With a ho who do porn
And I got her wet, she pourin′