Duns:
I be ballin be ballin
davis bryant and harden
steph curry from long range
if I get in I’m scoring
cause When its raining its pouring
and I be running be touring
I aint seen my home in weeks
I’ve been sleep in corners
of all the venues we packed
my whole crew is so fresh
QDQ in the building
with hardwork on the map
Aint seen it like this
we got beats we got hits
and my youngins up and coming
they can’t even rent whips
So what is next for these folks
U Say we wack, u got jokes
when you ride by on your bikes,
you hear our fire burn spokes
Too close
so go and get your sugar cookies
cookie getters
rhymes sweet, post beats, we gon see the dentist
such a menance. you know we dont follow rules
Q the Phenom on the team, man I dont know how to lose
I guess I’m spoiled, Dunsy you’re such a brat.
Put the team on my back, philly back up on the map

Qubicity:
Breaking bread when we flexing
Off the head we be blessing
We done said we the next ones
And we bled just to stress it
All these styles I'm blending
Matter fact man I'm blinding
I'm Dez Bryant when he's crying imagine me when I'm grinding
My flow is slimy like the ish you find in your sinus
Spitting it quickly cuz you know the sickness is grimy
Crews fixed on the crucifix, immaculate rhyming
First hit of this beat and ladeedada I'm flying
S/o to banks for the hook up
I hit the kitchen to cook up
a remixed flipped with a shook up
Bumping harder than shook ones
And you can follow the movement
Peep your mama she groovin
Get your popcorn like it's front row of the movies
Cuz we here for the moment
Live it up til its over
And I'm here just to show you
We rock Dakota to NOLA
I give it and go and we just kicked in the door,
its QDQ we spit that rowdy ravaging flow

Qil:
Yeo,
I'm a force to be reckoned with
Grind lookin' effortless
While I'm pumpin pistons' you chickens lookin' so featherless
In the stu', elephant
Green go to kale with it
If you ain't dealin' realness I call your pillars irrelevant
I'm your-verse celibate, nah I ain't tryna mess with ya
QDQ's indelicate, go hard on the regular
Our lines cuttin' deep with a well-worn patina
We the apple in your eyes looking like Macbook Retina
We sweatin' on a track, run enough laps for two
Ay we putting in work like a priest on a pew
I mean we tryna save rap wit no catch-22
So we just try to stay prime, got no beef on the move
Got this beat on the stoove
Got'cha feet on the groove
Put'cha posse down and turn them sheets into cubes
Cause Sterling Duns & Qube so monu, mental
I think my Shangri La is wit' them

Rick Banks:
Been out the game for a minute
But I'm back again
Verbal assassin when
I get it strapped and then
I pull the slide back on rap attack Mac
Then let fly sixteen like clack clack clack clack
Awww snap Mr Boom Bap done dusted off the mic
Yall couldn't get this fly if you dusted off your kite
Or ya key, this melody's electricity
You can't stop me with Sterling, Qil, and Qubicity
So get ya steeds and regulators, mount up
The four horsemen of the apocalypse
We on the come up
Generations on the track so the legacy continues
Qubi Q and Qillyeo, the future's in you
But don't sleep, Duns and Banks ain't growing old
You can get it however you want it like Soul to Soul
So don't test, I'll leave you restin on ya feet
Hardwork is still the move but my Shangrila's the beat