Richh2x - Quarter Sales Lyrics

Everyday I wake up it be money on my phone
On 8 mile I then sold a few bows
Its a drought on that shit so the price ain't that low
Imma still run it up though
Niggas make excuses, I can't even do it
You got one chance to f*ck up after that, that shit ruined
Bro be renting out U-Hauls like that nigga be moving
Why you argue with yo bitch im counting money I'm just cooling
Its a donut on the glock we put titties on the choppas
I made money in my hood when I could've been a scholar
Its a drop on the price we gone buy them hoes in bulk
I aint never met this nigga when i serve him gotta tote
Niggas asking for the price but never cop them niggas broke
Did this with no pen or pad just punch me in and im on go
Hold on I'll be right back a quarter sale on the flo
Add that shit up and hit the doe come back with all of the pros
Nike fit full of bands i aint wearing no designer
Run off with the bag if you want we on yo neck like some collars
I cant lose one penny, one dime, one dollar
I perform with the drums i aint talking bout no concert
When you call my phone better say what you gon' order
Whole team full of Bulls you can call me Otto Porter
Imma put a lot of money in my hood like Richard Porter
Rather im state to state touring or trafficking cross borders
Make the AR studder like that bitch gotta disorder
Yo bitch on my line imma f*ck her den ignore her
Draco almost the size of my brother that bitch shorter
Phone ringing while im sleep i gotta bag another quarter (Man)