lirik lagu q da fool – just sold
[hook]
i just sold a brick through paypal
i don’t battle rap, this ain’t 8 mile
come behind that gate, i told my young n~ggas to spray
f~ck made you think you could come around my way
me and max sold sixteen, eight plus eight
guns from memphis off the freight train
f~ck with that b~tch ’cause that lil b~tch got great brain
just went to shyna now they callin’ me 2 chainz
versace draws, i don’t do hanes
pounds in the blunts i don’t do planes
shoot him in the head now the n~gga need rogaine
two taurus 9’s and they both plain
don’t worry ’bout b~tches or court dates
had to sit down the fork, it been working all day
cocaine white, cut it up, it turn gray
better not wait on no n~gga, better hustle or pray
professional, don’t leave a trace
these b~tches watching just like a flatscreen
bullet hit his spine, turned that boy to a green bean
i’m ’bout to scoop up the qualitest just had a lean brain
my b~tch cooking up chickens like ling~ling
i can serve you molly i can serve you a strain
pop a xan, pour four lines in a cream
rich shootas all that i need
[verse 1]
f~ck a b~tch, i just f~ck ’em and leave
can’t f~ck with a n~gga who stingy
n~gga act petty, kick his door, say gimme
every single n~gga that i’m with, with it
we k!ll for that money, don’t k!ll for no n~gga
real n~gga i learned how to set up assists
we be shooting more and we richer
that lil n~gga died off the hip i was quicker
he think he real cause he pulled a trigger
but it’s how you handle what come with it
you know i got the draco with the drum with it
get out the street boy you need to be knitting
go down on largo now that lil b~tch she a stripper
i’m not a giver, i’m a getter
tell me what you see when you look inside the mirror
snitched on your blood brother, boy you vicious
these n~ggas be dealing with rats, they be tripping
but this is the f~ckin’ world that we live in
if you heard i’m looking for you, you better hide
say you a shooter, you better slide
play me 50 n~gga, you gotta die
how you ain’t see the opps, n~gga open your eyes
emotional head, she give head til she cry
i’m at her house n~gga you ain’t gon like the surprise
f~cked up my re~up money now n~ggas gotta get zip tied
the micro in the goyard
mama raised me by herself it just didn’t work
i bar on allah i never worked
the only thing i know how to do is sell work or go to the stu’ f~ck a beat up by turk
goldfish can’t swim with no shark
give your b~tch d~ck, she gon’ give me the drop
i’m a dog, hold my .40 with my paw
dom p, i got too much sauce
excuse the christians, i got too much thrown
like tony montana, b~tch i got too much soft
can’t beef with me n~gga ’cause you too soft
predict the future, boy you gon’ take a loss
catch a body now i’m out arkansas
k!ll a n~gga if he tell what he saw
these rappers police, rick ross
i’ma get this money at any cost
bloomingdale’s i don’t care what it cost
i love my fans ’cause they down for the cause
i was f~cking her throat had to buy her a hall’s
f~ck class, q da fool in the hall
freestyle, we ain’t writing sh~t
pistol on me i ain’t fighting sh~t
where he at i ain’t ducking sh~t
can’t believe these n~ggas they be bluffing and sh~t
[hook]
i just sold a brick through paypal
i don’t battle rap, this ain’t 8 mile
come behind that gate, i told my young n~ggas to spray
f~ck made you think you could come around my way
me and max sold sixteen, eight plus eight
guns from memphis off the freight train
f~ck with that b~tch ’cause that lil b~tch got great brain
just went to shyna now they callin’ me 2 chainz
versace draws, i don’t do hanes
pounds in the blunts i don’t do planes
shoot him in the head now the n~gga need rogaine
two taurus 9’s and they both plain
don’t worry ’bout b~tches or court dates
had to sit down the fork, it been working all day
cocaine white, cut it up, it turn gray
better not wait on no n~gga, better hustle or pray
professional, don’t leave a trace
these b~tches watching just like a flatscreen
bullet hit his spine, turned that boy to a green bean
i’m ’bout to scoop up the qualitest just had a lean brain
my b~tch cooking up chickens like ling~ling
i can serve you molly i can serve you a strain
pop a xan, pour four lines in a cream
rich shootas all that i need
f~ck a b~tch, i just f~ck ’em and leave
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