[Quelle]
What up?
Crown Nation
Denmark, what up dog
Mo, Goose what up dog
Yo

[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]
Bitches on my dick before Little B was kickin'
Swingin' like Circus de Soleil I'm in condition
Why you workin' hard as hell just to stack a G up?
Marry to the game y'all should have made it sign a prenup
N***as be actin' live, and EA Sports ain't the culprit
Come around the crew tryin' to play us on some joke shit
Time to get the shit kicked out of you, Colonics
Buy a bunch of drunk white bitches in bulonics
Recede through all that boo-boo like its goat shit
So stop talkin' like you'll pop a n***a 'cus you won't, bitch
Break it down, roll it up, roast it
Focus
Now watch me as I flip that hocus-pocus
The hard core David Blaine couldn't explain
Pub n***as call it quits, put one in the brain
You know me, I be 'lax in the cut
While ya'll n***as in the bar, i'll be in the draws cuttin
[HOOK: Denmark]
The Basquiat you seein' is symbolic of the sound (x3)
Cryin' what are you seein'? its symbolic of the sound
The Basquiat you seein' is symbolic of the sound (x4)

[Verse 2: Quelle Chris]
Yeah, yo
Well I gotta be devote, smooth, so low key, see, heat
Boss rootin' the beat
Beat n***as down, sound
Complete, n***a its the crown
East bound and down WOOOP you know the crew, sick
*ahem* the flu
Be heavy in the jungle like Mowgli and Baloo
New
N***as can never blind side, a-haha you funny
Dummies get the WOOP WOOP
That new, apollo, money, unique with the speech
It's gotta be the D, the shot
The loot, allude
Police, freeze
Straight up; Ladies love Q, like they love James
The mane, locked
I aimed, came cocky
Rocky, the eye of the tiger, admire and watch me
Nobodies and copy-cats n***as
[HOOK: Denmark]
The Basquiat you seein' is symbolic of the sound (x3)
Cryin, what are you seein'? it's symbolic of the sound
The Basquiat you seein' is symbolic of the sound (x4)