Q Da Fool - In This b**h lyrics

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Q Da Fool - In This b**h lyrics

[Hook: Shabazz (Q Da Fool)] I got the gas in this b**h Finessin' with swag in this b**h I stand on the couch in the VIP I'm in the club with the stick Leave the club, f** on your b**h Givenchy costs more than your zip Bro get the molly and bricks I'm with the gang, f** a glick He sweet we gone' bag him again Two choppas' and they twins I swerve out the Audi, shoot out the beamer, we be flexin' in a Benz A 100 grams all a young n***a had Now I get it off the Greyhound 30 round, n***a I don't even play around Find your OG dead on the playground We just some shooters and sh** We just some shooters and sh** We just some shooters and sh** (BOP BOP BOP) Empty the clip We just some shooters and sh** All these b**hes man, I think I'm a pimp She play with my money I'm shooting that b**h The whole city know we shootin' and sh** [Verse 1: Shabazz] (Shabazz, n***a!) Whole city know we shootin' Your b**h on my dick, she chewin' 100 round on me, I'm coolin' Lil' mama wet like jacuzzi (She drippin!) This a choppa, f** a Uzi Pop a double perc, my life like a movie 50 in the Glock, we walk down and shoot it That's a mac, lil' n***a that's not a Uzi Got a new plug cause the old one, we moved him Q off the boost so we stick it and move him Keep them clips on us like we directin' movies PBGBANDDUP get hip to the movement [Verse 2: Q Da Fool] We shootin' sh**, catch an opp for gettin' him I could pay your momma's rent Why you talkin cause omerta my b**h n***as catch a case and then snitch on they clique Free Lil Mar cause he innocent Catch whoever snitched and yeah that's the end of it On the blocks and I'm still finessin' sh** f** the standard cause the 50 my favorite clip Molly, bundle and potato chips I f** with the plug, he be takin' risks He know a real n***a won't take his sh** Unless he s**a on that fakin' sh** [Hook: Shabazz (Q Da Fool)] I got the gas in this b**h Finessin' with swag in this b**h I stand on the couch in the VIP I'm in the club with the stick Leave the club, f** on your b**h Givenchy costs more than your zip Bro get the molly and bricks I'm with the gang, f** a glick He sweet we gone' bag him again Two choppas' and they twins I swerve out the Audi, shoot out the beamer, we be flexin' in a Benz A 100 grams all a young n***a had Now I get it off the Greyhound 30 round, n***a I don't even play around Find your OG dead on the playground We just some shooters and sh** We just some shooters and sh** We just some shooters and sh** (BOP BOP BOP) Empty the clip We just some shooters and sh** All these b**hes man, I think I'm a pimp She play with my money I'm shooting that b**h The whole city know we shootin' and sh**