Quadeca SCHOENBERG (feat. Moxas)
[Intro: Quadeca]
Aye, aye
Yeah, yeah (Huh)
Yeah, what?
Yeah, what
Aye, haha, haha!
What? (Bitch!)
I'm on my own-
I'm on my own shit (Hold up)
[Chorus: Quadeca]
I'm like, "Oh, shit!" (Huh?)
Call me Schoenberg, lil' bitch, I'm on my own shit (Uh huh!)
I can't f..ck 'round with you, 'cause you a broke bitch (You broke!)
Yeah, the label called and said they need some more hits (Woah!)
I said, "Fuck that, lil' bitch, I'm on my own shit" (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Quadeca]
Diamonds on my hip, I need some more drip ([?])
I got all these bitches on my own dick (Yeah!)
Me, myself, and I, we got our own clique (Yeah!)
"Check out my song!" Nah, bitch, I won't click ([?])
Everybody wanna get a piece of the pie, but, I'm sorry, I don't owe you shit (Haha!)
They think that I've been scheming, I've been rolling with my team, but that's another way of rolling shit
Got dropped in the water when they thought that I would drown, they never thought I was supposed to swim
I lost friends to the water, looking down at everybody, they be watching with the coldest grin (Yeah!)
But ain't no one as cold as him (Yeah!)
Don't even got a chain to his name in the game, but, nobody got more gold than him (Haha-ha!)
Nobody controlling him (What?), the Devil got a hold of him ([?])
Somebody please get me his damn phone number, can somebody get a hold of him? (Please!)
[Verse 2: Moxas]
Can somebody get a hold of him? I eat souls, I be scolding them, I wake 'em up, like Folgers, then
You know how I roll like a boulder when I go leave 'em all shook, like colder winds
Got it right on my hip, high noon, got a five stack on top, haiku
You are not making no waves, bayou, spitting so hard, might crack my tooth
I be like, "Oh, shit!", I feel like Walt White, I'm cooking up this dope shit
I got the drip now, and I think that she noticed
You try to ask for a feature, I'm like, "No, bitch!"
"Why he got horns on his head?" 'Cause I'm the G.O.A.T., bitch!
[Chorus: Quadeca]
Call me Schoenberg, lil' bitch, I'm on my own shit
I cannot f..ck with you, you's a broke bitch
Yeah, the label called, they said they need some more hits
I said, "Fuck that, lil'-"
[Outro: Quadeca]
Isn't it beautiful?
Look at the world you once thought was a dream
All for you
All, all
All (Ah!)