Tryna Reach My Quota Lyrics – Detroit L-O
Singer: Detroit L-O
Title: Tryna Reach My Quota
Just surpassed my weekly quota, man I’m feeling good as hell
Got her dripping wet cuz I stepped in with that Versace smell
She losing, thinking that she caught me choosing
It’s all an illusion
Put her on the diving team, she jumping head first to conclusions
Trash bag paper, all at my disposal
I stretch yo whole circle out and turn em to a oval
Always by the water sipping Rose with the seagulls b#tch
Drug dealer tactics implemented in some legal sh#t
Tryna reach my quota, paper in a folder
Boy I thought I told ya, tryna reach my quota
Tryna reach my quota, paper in a folder
Boy I thought I told ya, tryna reach my quota
Weight is on my shoulders, But i’m getting closer
Burning bread like toasters, taking out these vultures
LiveRAW is the culture, gladly tip my chauffeur
Bombay on her coaster, that’s gon let me stroke her
Cutting up the cake and give my partner his thirty percent
Break the rules after it’s bent, collecting every cent
Invested is how it’s spent, Real n#gg#s know what I meant
All of the orders is sent
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