GQ Lyrics

Coming this way it's a hazard

You survive you a lucky ass bastard

They say fast don't last but I'm trying to ball faster

She bust when I smash I go hustling right after

Pulling skits I'm a master

I see they tryna get me played don't need a pastor

Get it any given day, it's either hell or heaven gates

Six seven eight ways real pussy opp smacker

Drills in the field big wheels like a tractor

If I get it out your hoe, ain't had to pimp her or mack her

Swear you a factor, but can't put them facts out

Got em calling quits, guess we sponsored by tap out

Patrolling through the hood every night we doing a check up

They know it ain't good, make the doctor give em chest pumps

Drowning in that blood, he the one that went and messed up

Shooting shit down till it's time to go and rest up

Test us, we a give a good grade

We a mess up your plans on you having a good day

Still stuck up in them hoodways, popping out random

Only thing I'll give a hoe is an orgasm

Spazzing, we under armoured up

Hoe and pole users, hit you and your partners up

No guns up in the cage just shanks poky sharpened up

Jumped off my granny porch with torch tryna spark it up

They be throwing gang signs up, I be throwing led

The block they tryna stain mine up, all I can say is go ahead

I ain't change mines up, loui v gang till I'm gone and dead

I like bae booty'd up I be trying to kill the p

My face full of boobies uh huh, with skrilla g's

Be cool, dirty heat we re use

Hit em with that g thang, since he thinking that he gq

Wanna be a shooter? Prepare to be in that pen with a shank

A thooter I'm a use her, done and did it in the cage

Street funk can't be a punk, boy we wit it any day

Hood kids that'll yank trying to hit on a bank

If they coo with the other side gotta get em both

Gotta give em some of this pain if they go against the oath

Call your man's and your folks, cuz imma let that thing ring

He was flexing on the broke, till they took his bling bling

That rapper not no thug his nails painted

Huh, we the reason why your man's fainted

I ain't on no drugs, I'm prolly faded

Turning up like jmiah, tryna trap like egore

I'm a ridah I'm a ride till my last day, you never know when it's gone be yours

They be throwing gang signs up, I be throwing led

The block they tryna stain mine up, all I can say is go ahead

I ain't change mines up, loui v gang till I'm gone and dead

I like bae booty'd up I be trying to kill the p

My face full of boobies uh huh, with skrilla g's

Be cool, dirty heat we re use

Hit em with that g thang, since he thinking that he gq

Turning up like jmiah, tryna trap like egore

I'm a ridah I'm a ride till my last day, you never know when it's gone be yours