Quentin Miller Explosive Lyrics

[Intro: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, ayy
Do what I want, ayy
Do what I want, ayy
H-hoo, do what I want, alright
Yeah

[Chorus: Quentin Miller]
Do what I want, ayy
Do what I want, ayy (Ayy)
Legend like Pimp, ayy
Legend like Bun, ayy
Pour me a drink, ayy
Roll me a blunt, ayy
Ayy, okay
[Verse 1: CJ Francis IV, Quentin Miller]
I do what I want, okay?
The trunks in the front, okay?
I'm trill like I'm Bun, okay?
I'm legend like UGK
I'm moving too fast, okay?
The car [?], okay?
Digital dash, okay?
I'm smokin' on gas, okay?
Okay? (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Quentin Miller]
Shorty chose me like violence
Fly like pilot, no co-pilot
Got a new bitch from the islands
Tryna leave here, go somewhere private
Tryna tell me my ego too big
I'm like, "oh that's what they call it"
Look at the opps, exhausted
Post on the block, Ben Wallace

[Verse 3: CJ Francis IV]
I post on the block like Ben Wallace, okay
I post on the block like I'm Giannis, okay
My plug speakin' Spanish, he balanced, okay
I get out the way then I'm yellin' "olé"
Told you I f*ck with you just like my bae
I f*ck on the money just like it's '08
Told you I'm back in the city, okay
[Chorus: Quentin Miller] Do what I want, ayy
Do what I want, ayy (Ayy)
Legend like Pimp, ayy
Legend like Bun, ayy
Pour me a drink, ayy
Roll me a blunt, ayy
Ayy, okay

[Verse 4: CJ Francis IV]
My bro want a plug [?]
My girl wanted Gucci and Fendi and all
Every time we hit the mall we ball
Every time we go and travel, they call
Big boss shorty but you wouldn't know
I'm CC'd in with the CEO
Still checkin' in with my PO
I just f*cked a bad bitch off the honeycomb

[Verse 5: Quentin Miller]
Lines you should not cross
Niggas that you should not try
Going up against those guys
Something I do not advise (Hey)
Why they keep playing with me?
Niggas like playing with fire
We came in that bitch with the fire
Ha, that's fire, ha-ha
[Verse 6: CJ Francis IV]
Jumped in my Benz, I'm findin' my sense
Two Glock twins, that's too fire
Choppa still singing like Mariah
I roll with my brother like four tires
Still in the South like Flo Rida
Right behind the plate like umpire
Pull up on the opps, I'm a own sider
Outsider

[Chorus: Quentin Miller]
Do what I want, ayy
Do what I want, ayy (Ayy)
Legend like Pimp, ayy
Legend like Bun, ayy
Pour me a drink, ayy
Roll me a blunt, ayy
Ayy, okay