Second Quarter 2.0 Songtext
von W1ZZY

I′m in a s550 I'm just sitting in the back
Got a quarter ticket on me this shit tinted to the max
Yeah it′s date night but don't get silly thoughts bro I don't lack
I′m on the 60th floor with my *** sitting in the hack

If they think I′m like these rappers someone tell them that it's cap
My come up weren′t of music bro I never had to rap
I Make a video and drop these tracks cos how I lives facts
I heard this trap shits dead someone tell them that im back listen

They wanna sit down with me let's get this shit straight
They gotta deal with me correctly cos my shit straight
The Fuck I look like taking 50 for a mixtape
The jewels 100 fucking thousand pounds and I got bricks taped

I told my sons never give up god loves a trier
And as long as they′re behaving get what they desire
I said the same thing to my Shawty never been a liar
I guess I'm number one at Christmas bro it ain′t Mariah


Since I was in my teens I been a broc buyer
The snow got the trap cold but my shits fire
My n*gga told me use my platform to tell you this
He's got 5 racks for anybody he just needs a flyer

The play my shit like are you hearing what he actually said
But it's the things I don′t say that′ll make you scratch your heads
I can't call you n*ggas rappers you act instead
And you′ll be this lit if you actually had the bread

I've been doing over time bro I haven′t slept
I can't say it′s took it's toll but it has effects
Shawty moaning bout baecations I ain't had a sec
I just bought her rene heels now she′s nagging less

They need a caption for their pictures tell them pic a song
100 off a brizzy grab them scales switch jt on
I never said this shits east this shit is long
But that′s a rose gold Cuban when them tickets gone

I went and sat down with the plug he told me have seat
We talkin bout the yola over dinner hospitality
The reup cost a mortgage but these hammers cheap
The clips that come with it's double xl that′s a different kinda magazine


No aftermarket set the watches factory
The diamonds in the Cuban they're all natural stones naturally
These n*ggas up their eeky when I come around
They′re switching up they're strategy
But I don′t think uunderstand you n*ggas you can't chat to me

The rap game in the air the packs land lemme talk my shit
Bricks cost a yard I know exactly what a mortgage is
I'm from the 6 that′s big pz, foreign whips, Cuban links
Richard Mille, Rolex′s, Skelly and a Nautilus

Don't ask me if my bills paid of course it is you idiot
You think I′ll blow my re up just to keep up? That's ridiculous
If you don′t get the bag then that's your fault
N*ggas make me feel like getting money isn′t normal it is tho