Fleece - Quentin Miller

Yeah

Three

TA3, yeah, HT-HTA

Haha

Fleece on fleek, she on fleek, yeah

She on me, what y’all think, yeah

ATL in my speech, LA streets

Shit is epic, no L.A. Reed

It’s getting hectic, niggas want to compete, they getting reckless

All the energy directed at me has been pretty negative

I’m checked up no matter where I’m in

Even when I had to purchase from the clearance rack

Just kicking fat, first check tech fleece, no more jeans, yeah

Chris nolan the scene when he on scene, yeah

Flow on, interstellar, I’m with whatever

You getting jealous, I’m getting better, I’m lit as ever

Tech fleece on fleek, she on fleek, yeah

ATL in my speech, LA streets, yeah

Salva back on my beat, back on my-wait, uh, wait

Oh, we’re talking rap and stuff

I hit the track and bring it back to the Saint Valentines Day Massacre

Damn, trigger finger on fleek, I’m gonna squeeze it

A situation with me, you don’t need, yeah

Tell fill in the blank to drop a bomb on it

Which ever DJ’s name, you all should be on it

I ball yearly on it, like Paul Pierce or something

Instead of dissing someone, go out and get you something

When keeping it real goes wrong, that’s what some of y’all careers been on

Damn homie, a few month ago you was the man homie

The fuck happened to you?, aw man

Check fleece on fleek, she on fleek, yeah

She on me, what y’all think, yeah

ATL in my speech, LA streets, yeah

Salva on the beat, HTA3, yeah

Haha, yeah!