choosing - q da fool lyrics
[intro: q da fool]
you know what the f-ck it is
aye turk, turn me up
uh
rich n-gg- man
yeah
i’m talking about waking up in the mansion n-gg-
draco right beside me
gucci flip flops
smoking og
whole lot of molly on the kitchen counter n-gg-
how many kitchens? count it n-gg-
uh
yeah
young trap n-gg-
uh, uh, uh, uh
i’m rich as sh-t, but i’m still wit a murder
thumping through them blue hunnits
3 packs on the burner
[verse 1: q da fool]
i’m just driving through orlando
and i’m smoking good fernando
the inside peanut b-tter it came with the b-tterfly doors
4-4-5s around the 4
versace you smell it come out my pore
i let it rain i let it pour
i run it up i can’t be pour
uh
i put that gun to your peep hole
uh
i’m on the roof wit a freak hoe
i’m still selling bricks i’m still selling o’s
diamond rings for my b-tch, but i ain’t propose
if you a f-ck n-gg- imma let you know
that b-tch was too loyal can’t let her go
back onna road
i get that pac and i hit the road
back onna road
i get that pac back baby girl i hit the road
range rovers
expensive clothes
5 star
that’s all she know
50 thou
drenched in gold
had another child, didn’t let her know
[hook: q da fool]
yea we good, we could do better though
i put my b-tch on a pedestal
yea i’m her baby, imma savage though
she eat my (eat my) tadpole
i swear these hoes they be choosing
f-ck her now she wanna move in
go to the mall blow a cool 10
if this brick touchdown imma do it again
[verse 2:]
bentley truck came with a death sentence
play with rich shoota that’s a death sentence
my lil n-gg- shooting like oscar rivers
og shooting [?]
these n-gg-s talkin’ bout me, but i don’t listen
if you grind you gon’ shine boy you gon’ glisten’
run in a n-gg- house like [?]
smell death around the corner i don’t go no limit
i take these percocets personal
when it come to that glock i get surgical
i stay wit a pound and a burner too
my n-gg- turk ball like he turkoglu
real n-gg-s turn hot i can name a few
k!ller rats? yeah i can name a few
if you in any of them categories, can’t do a heist witchu
[hook:]
didn’t let her know
yeah we good we can do better though
i put my b-tch on a pedestal
yea i’m her baby, imma savage though
she eat my (she eat my) tadpole
i swear these hoes they be choosing
f-ck her now she wanna move in
go to the mall blow a cool 10
if this brick touchdown imma do it again
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