Quadeca - Thank You Next

[Part I]

[Intro: Tony Montana & Sad Frosty]
(Aye, fuck you, man!)
(Who put this thing together?)
(Me, that's who!) Quadeca and Frosty, like what?
Bitch! (Lj done made [?])

[Verse 1: Quadeca]
None of my shit fuckin' match
I’m still the best dressed (Huh?)
“Who just fucked my bitch?”
Take your best guess (Hahaha)
Huh, bitch, I wake up fresh
I do not get dressed (No)
My bitch is evangelical Christian
She like "Heck yes!", huh (Amen)
Okay, huh
Sayin', "No way", like you Jose, huh (No)
I been killin' shit like OJ, huh (Huh)
Cancelling school when I go iced-out, it’s a snow day, huh (Woo!)
Okay, huh
We going up (Pew, pew)
When they see the check I’m getting
They be throwing up (Huh)
Bitch, type "Q"
Into motherfucking Google
And I really be the first thing
That be showing up (Uh)

[Chorus: Quadeca & Sad Frosty]
I been like, “Thank you, next”
I hit that bitch with a "Thank you" text
Who been on that shit? Better take your guess (Huh?)
When I’m out in Palo Alto, like the Grateful Dead, huh (Ha?)
Call me 'Kodak'
I’m a suburban dude (I am!)
They call you- huh? (Quadeca and Frosty like, what?) They call you- what?
We never heard of you, (Huh?) huh (Huh?), nope (Huh?), huh (Huh?)

[Verse 2: Sad Frosty & Quadeca]
I tell her "Thank you, next" ([?])
Callin' Quadeca, shoot baby TEC's ([?])
Ride with the choppa', I hit with the blade (Aye!)
All of my shows look like a parade
What? Huh? Yeah!
Why they goofy? They be talking (Bitch!) that shit
Hunnid bands, got it all (Aye) in my hip
I fuck on that bitch, in the back of the whip ([?])
Yuh, aye!
Oprah all up in my dick, but you knew that (Bye!)
Feel like Sheck Wes, like, "How that boy do that?" ([?])
Twenty racks in the strip club, I just threw that, huh?
What?
Hit for twenty in Japan
Shorty, she knew I'm the man (Bye!)
Run in the guap, and I cop the advanced, yeah! (Yeah!)

[Verse 3: Quadeca]
Count the advances, fuck an AK, I shoot cannons
Your grandma just bought my tape for her grandkids
Always thinking "What would Jesus do?"
And I just fucked a bitch in my sandals
Your favorite rapper got cancelled
I just spent 3,000 dollars to clear up a sample
Just an example, 100 mil' on my channel
They all like, "That is substantial"
Too much to handle, huh
When I talk shit, it's (Huh?) a scandal, huh (Huh?)
I do not rap (Haha), I just ramble
Roll on your block, like some Campbell's, they all say that I am a handful
Everybody belittle me
But I get hits, like I’m playing in little league
So fuck an industry plant, I’ll plant myself in the industry
In my own shoes, I ain’t givin' no sympathy

[Part II]

[Bridge: Quadeca]
I been on the regular, yeah (Regular)
Tryna get ahead of ya', yeah (Head of ya)
I don't wanna let you know (Let you know)
I don’t wanna let you go (Let you go)
I just wanna be for you (Be for you)
I’ll do everything I think you need me to (Need me to)
I don’t wanna let you go (Go)
Let you go (Go), go

[Outro: Quadeca]
None of my shit fuckin' match
I’m still the best dre-e-e-essed (Huh?)
Take your best gue-e-e-e-e-ess
Hehehe, yeah