Addy Lyrics - Jace

[Hook: Quentin Miller] 

Yeah, send the address 

It's poppin' over there, send the address 

Yeah, yeah, send the address 

I be on the way to pick the bag up 

[Verse 1: Quentin Miller] 

Yeah, I know that you can see me now, oh 

Woah, woah, woah 

[?] what you niggas see me, I don't know 

I stay in the crib and let the money pile up 

What you think? Well, let's get it then 

What you think? Well, let's get it then 

Whole squad on the same page 

GPS locked, headed your way 

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[Hook: Quentin Miller] 

Yeah, send the address 

It's poppin' over there, send the address 

Yeah, yeah, send the address 

I be on the way to pick the bag up 

[Verse 2: Quentin Miller] 

All she wants is for me to have fun 

All he wants is for me to pull up, yeah 

She already know I bought drugs 

She hotter than a bubble bath, fuck 

That's how I know that she got me 

I'm gon' look out for my partners 

Make sure you send me that address 

I guarantee we gon' pop up 

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[Hook: Quentin Miller] 

Yeah, send the address 

It's poppin' over there, send the address 

Yeah, yeah, send the address 

I be on the way to pick the bag up 

[Verse 3: Quentin Miller] 

Yeah, I know that you can see me now, oh 

Woah, woah, woah 

And even if I don't, fuck steppin' out though 

I can always hit the crib, let the money pile up 

What you think? Well, let's get it then 

What you think? Well, let's get it then 

Whole squad on the same page 

GPS locked, headed your way 

[Hook: Quentin Miller] 

Yeah, send the address 

It's poppin' over there, send the address 

Yeah, yeah, send the address 

I be on the way to pick the bag up 

[Verse 4: Jace] 

Headed your way 

Headed your way 

You know I'm drivin' fast 

I ain't takin' the slow way 

Send the addy, bring some baddies, yeah 

We got molly, we got lean, we got Xannies 

If anybody askin' for, we don't have it 

Let me put it in my phone, let me map it 

Wood grain spinnin', ball, play centre 

[?] for supper, home and feast, dinner 

Pop up like a tulip but these seats can't be overlooked 

We over by the [?] so send a text, we comin' through 

Send a text, we comin' through, just tell me where we comin' to 

I fuck with her, she comin' too, all these bands I'm runnin' through 

I'ma be a groupie, look at all these fans I'm runnin' through 

I ain't never Han Solo, baby, know I got my crew, yeah 

So what you tryna do? Yeah 

What you wanna do? Yeah 

[Outro: Quentin Miller] 

What you tryna do? 

We can leave here now if you want to 

Send me the address, I'll come over 

Then we can do what we want to 

We can do whatever you want to 

And you know you want to 

You know you want to 

You know you want to 

You know you want to 

You know you want to 

Click fast night, you want to