Quixotic Lyrics

Rock the glove

Like a Supersonic

Sipping gin and tonic

Erotic

When on a topic

Exotic

I'm from the tropics

Hypnotic

I'm so symphonic

Got it caught it up in the product

Periodicals covering

Like a group of hooligans

Fool me once

Never get fooled again

Not the one to be bamboozling

That it is when the tools come in

Now look at you

Messing with a criminal

Dillinger

Spill

A couple pills in your drink

Glass falls in the sink

That tink and chink

Is heard through a link

I bug like entomologists

Jot like stenographers

Log all of this

Make you sorry like an apologist

Got two clips

One M1

That's it

Got my own ride

Paid off in full

I'm outside

You know I be living it up

Quixotic

Got my forty-five

Holstered to the side

I want mine

And you'll be giving it up

Quixotic

You know the finest dimes

Gravitate to fire

Like pyros

My flow is lit as fuck

Quixotic

Now they're running round

With their tops down

Like drop tops

The finest shops

Hitting them up

Quixotic

When you see me in the street

Packing heat

Keep six feet

I'm like Covid showing back up

Quixotic

You know I'll rip a beat

My voice exceeds the cheap seats

Your peeps are soft to the touch

Quixotic

Like Jeru the Damaja

Come clean with handlers

Sample my shit

Got the finest ganja to hit

On an Odyssey of Hondas

With pounds of marijuana

A golden persona

Rise like the mañana

I'm a piranha

Chewing on the legs of models

Spit hits staccato

Get ripped from bottles

Here to Cincinnati

Go batty like Joey Votto

Throw like Joe Burrow

To the end zone

Got my own ride

Paid off in full

I'm outside

You know I be living it up

Quixotic

Got my forty-five

Holstered to the side

I want mine

And you'll be giving it up

Quixotic

You know the finest dimes

Gravitate to fire

Like pyros

My flow is lit as fuck

Quixotic

Now they're running round

With their tops down

Like drop tops

The finest shops

Hitting them up

Quixotic

When you see me in the street

Packing heat

Keep six feet

I'm like Covid showing back up

Quixotic

You know I'll rip a beat

My voice exceeds the cheap seats

Your peeps are soft to the touch

Quixotic

Got my own ride

Paid off in full

I'm outside

You know I be living it up

Quixotic

Got my forty-five

Holstered to the side

I want mine

And you'll be giving it up

Quixotic