Q Da Fool - Not Playin' lyrics

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Q Da Fool - Not Playin' lyrics

Zaytoven Uh, what's up, Zay? Yeah, gang, damn, Rich Shootas sh** This that, this that strip club b**h, make it shake, uh This that strip club sh**, b**h I'm throwin' cash on her titties, I'm throwin' cash on her a** That b**h be catchin' a nut, then I put the bag on her back Your b**h on my dick and I don't gotta brag I f**ed on another b**h, now my main b**h mad Uh, let's get it Bought another Hellcat, I ain't even need it Workin' real hard, made this sh** look easy Play with the gang, leave your a** not breathin' Go get me the cash, boy, your a** not leavin' You not a goon and your man not either You got guns but we got more heaters Baby mothers drink a n***a up, Mojito Five percent tip, tryna duck them people I- I'm not playin' I swear, I- I'm not playin' b**h, uh, I'm pullin' straight up in that thang Uh, I'm k**ing' n***as for my man You tryna shoot, lil n***a lost his chains Left a hundred shots, that b**h pissed his pants Dummy bricks 'til they land, uh Gettin' big in the can, uh Drinkin' lean, Dirty Dan [?] lickin', what you thinkin'? Rich Shootas the brain Coke brown, Santan' I got, max aim Green beams, I attach them 75 on the Draco, I'm tapped in Tackle a n***a I blow all these racks on a n***a, uh You can't ball like me Spoil that b**h lik me A hundred racks out at Saks, lil n***a I'm a k**er, that's facts, lil n***a Shoot up your block and I might double back, lil n***a Cake it up on me, I'm sharp as a tack, lil n***a They k**ed my brother, that's a headache Uh, my uncle gone for a decade Walk in the club with the rackades Even my mother know I let it travel with me My Rollie is president, elegant, uh She say my dick big like elephant, woah Walked in the club with the F&N Cubans and white b**hes, yeah, I'm s**in' 'em Callin' and taxin' 'em, uh, uh Bricks and pounds, b**h , you know that I'm stretchin' 'em My lil n***as catchin' 'em Live my life, the gang tight Been in the dark so long, I only move at night I got that dark brown powder, what them cluckers like I- (I- I- I- I- I-), I- (I-) I beat that pack just like f**in' Ike I'm goin' broke, sike Gla** pipes, I give my auntie What, I'm livin' life I keep my women right So much damn coke, I'm swimmin' in the white n***as broke as sh**, n***as parasites Throw it up like Israelite Issa knife Notes on my tray, f** is this? It's a kite You might get stabbed tonight That's that, that's that prison life, haha What you know about that prison life? 'Cause out here, I ain't livin' right So I'm prepared for that prison life Live my life, the gang tight Been in the dark so long, I only move at night I got that dark brown powder, what them cluckers like Uh, so I'm prepared for that prison life

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