[Part I]
[Chorus: Quadeca]
Hold up, wait
I got the clout and that's no debate (No debate)
Hold up, wait
Shootin' my shots, like it's Golden State (Swish)
Hold up, hold up
I hit it out of the park, you just stole the base (Ayy)
So much- so much praise
See me in public, like, hold up, wait
[Post-Chorus 1: Quadeca]
Yeah, I've been in a whole new place
Feeling like there's more at stake (More at stake)
My whip say 'QUADECA' on it
And they look at me weird like, "I know that face" ("I know that guy")
I've been in a whole new place
Prayin' I don't fall from grace, damn, damn (Yeah)
I wish there wasn't so much change
See me like, hold up, hold up, hold up, wait
[Verse 1: Quadeca]
Sixteen, I got big dreams
See me makin' phone calls, I've got big brings (Brrr!)
All these bitches want a real rapper who got deals crackin'
And their meals packaged, I'm the next best thing (Best thing!)
So every night, I've been workin' late
I have trouble separating work and play
Like Trump separating church and state
Rappers breathin' heavy, like the third debate
I can hear it in the mics
I'm the spirit in the lyrics that you write
Like an insecure freezer, all your spirit's the appearance of your ice
I got drive, you just steer into the hype
Hold up, wait, that hypocritical for me, fully
I just spent a thousand on Supreme hoodies
So fuck this elitist shit
I'm even worse than these rappers, but look up to me, really
Yeah
[Chorus: Quadeca]
Hold up, wait (Haha)
I got the clout and that's no debate (No debate)
Hold up, wait
Shootin' my shots like it's Golden State (Swish!)
Hold up, hold up
I hit it out of the park, you just stole the base (Swing!)
So much- so much praise
See me in public, like hold up, wait (Hold up, yeah)
[Post-Chorus 2: Quadeca]
Yeah, I've been in a whole new place
Feeling like there's more at stake (More at stake)
My whip say 'QUADECA' on it
And they look at me weird like, "I know that face" ("I know that guy")
I've been in a whole new place
Every day, I'm eatin' bolognese, damn, damn
I wish there wasn't so much change
See me like, hold up, hold up, hold up, wait
[Interlude: Quentin Miller & Quadeca]
Wait! (Wait!)
[Verse 2: Quentin Miller & Quadeca, both]
Damn, I invented the flow
Damn, I walked in wit' your ho
(Wit' your ho, yeah, ayy-yeah)
I ain't even want that lil' bitch (Yeah! Lil' bitch)
Every time I'm in the booth
I'ma walk out with a hit (Hit, yeah)
Yeah, you know me well
Apple Watch, Nike band
Hermès jacket, Nike pants (Nike pants, yeah, okay)
Icy flow, 'Bout to blow, like [?], yeah
[Part II]
[Verse 3: Quadeca]
Uh, hold up, I paid a K for that verse
And it got like eighteen words in it
That's like fifty dollars per word
I guess they gon' make me work for it
Yeah, they don't take me serious
They gon' have to take my word for it (Yeah)
Tryna shut me down, not my fault
I got a name and they keep searchin' it (Yeah!)
Bitch, I'm comin' for that top spot
Let me tell you, you ain't deservin' it ('Servin' it)
All y'all better know I am the answer
If my name's on your page, please circle it (I'm the answer, circle it)
And I ain't Tay-K
I don't got to go to Chick-fil-A just to murder shit (Bow-bow-bow)
Producers gonna stop sending me beats
'Cause I'm pressing play, and then I'm burnin' it
If I want my plays, boy, I'm earnin' 'em
"Quadeca's great" "I never heard of him" ("I never heard of 'em")
That's what they say, then I turn the music on
I turn it up and now it's turnin' them
Into fans, tell me how I win again
Been the man, all y'all belong in the stands
I ain't one of these motherfuckers tryna make all this money
So I cash it up and flex it up on my Instagram
Really, man? Is that who I really am?
I don't wanna handshake with your filthy hands
Hundred bands, but I'd be happy with just fifty bands
Fifty bands, but I'd just be happy with just like fifty fans
I'ma get all of this shit because I really can
And I ain't the type to show up late
But when I hear a whack-ass verse
I just look up at my screen like, "Hold up, hold up, wait"
[Outro: Charles Martinet]
Thank you so much'a for'to playing my game'a!
Bye-bye!
