Q Da Fool - Drive For Us lyrics

That Rollie inspired me I love you b**h, why would you lie to me? When I was broke, she wouldn't say hi to me I swear them b**hes wasn't minding me Spent the check on the [?] Had to boss up, had to cross my ex Got rich and flooded my neck 50 bandz, hundred bags on the deck I hear you talking, put that talking on rest Trust me you don't want to be like the rest Dick on her stomach, licking on her breast She went to sleep Imma let her get some rest n***as in the way, n***as some pest Couldn't hold his weight, n***a a wrap 40 melting n***as like them n***as so wack You a p**y n***a, p**y n***as get taxed Hundred rounds going I be spitting the facts (yeah) Imma go to Neimans, imma buy out the racks I was shooting guns, never thought I would rap Range Rover we be riding in silence I ain't law abiding We some young n***as yeah we rich and we wilding [?] pile of dirt, you found a diamond I'm a boss, independent, i'm not signing You a slouch, you keep sitting, you not grinding Ain't no penmanship, I took my pen and started rhyming f** a plug, pick up that glock and I'm firing it [?] and these clothes and I'm literally styling Took that b**h from New York now she just can't stop smiling Make em s** on my privates And surprise her with prises We some real shooters, we don't drive We gone let these b**hes drive for us All my n***as yeah they down to ride Cuz who the f** gone ride for us? Who the f** out here dying for us That's his sh**, that's not yours Got my own sh** had to work for it Don't talk if you are not sure 10 hours in that bushes n***a I swear to god I was that bored Why these n***as drinking foo lean And they saying that that's clear they pouring African diamonds my fingers foreign Robbing plugs yeah my n***as on it All my n***as getting money b**h You not the only young n***a doing it Yeah we doing it Yeah we doing it We some real shooters It's a movement You should have known it He should have knew it He ain't have a brain, he was acting stupid Damn, he should have grew it They say clean out my music, I'm a bad influence [?] my heart was ruined I was [?] I didn't know I was doing it Three years more and that [?] booling Is you riding, what the f** is you doing? Up first and them bullets went through em f** a lawyer cuz my n***as he do em f** a take man my n***as is booing Pour up a four I been drinking lean a lil more Hellcat got a lil raw Rolls Royce came with a draw We was shooting n***as running the four Q da fool run a whole four Got a problem, you could come to my door And I bet a b**h n***a blood poor f** n***a I'm a real shooter, not sparing no n***a Robbing n***as, I don't care lil n***a I stack it up then i bought my figures Play with me Imma bury you n***as Q da fool, I'm a known k**er Keep swear you playing with the wrong n***as I know you see me [?] strong n***a But that 40 kal [?] stronger n***a Talking dumb, f** wrong with n***as f** rappers, can't do songs with n***as We still snapping cuz we hungry n***a Need that food like i'm bony n***a Don't talk if you are not sure 10 hours in that bushes n***a I swear to god I was that bored Why these n***as drinking foo lean And they saying that that's clear they pouring African diamonds my fingers foreign Robbing plugs yeah my n***as on it All my n***as getting money b**h You not the only young n***a doing it