[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
Niggas 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 nigga '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 niggas call it quits, put one in the brain
You know me, I be 'lax in the cut
While ya'll niggas 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 niggas down, sound
Complete, nigga 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
Niggas 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 niggas

[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)