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letra de not playin' - q da fool

[intro]
zaytoven
uh, what’s up, zay?
yeah, gang, d-mn, rich shoota sh-t
this that, this that strip club
b-tch, make it shake, uh
this that strip club sh-t, b-tch

[verse 1]
i’m throwin’ cash on her t-tties, i’m throwin’ cash on her -ss
that b-tch be catchin’ a nut, then i put the bag in her bag
your b-tch on my d-ck and i don’t gotta brag
i f-cked on another b-tch, now my main b-tch mad
uh, let’s get it
bought another h-llcat, i ain’t even need it
work real hard, made this sh-t look easy
play with the gang, leave your -ss not breathin’
don’t give me the cash, boy, your -ss not leavin’
you not a goon and your man not either
you got guns but we got more heaters
your baby mother drink a n-gga up, mojito
five percent tint, tryna duck them people

[bridge]
i- i’m not playin’
i swear, i- i’m not playin’

[verse 2]
b-tch, uh, i’m pullin’ straight up in that thang
uh, i’m k!lling’ n-ggas for my man
you try shoot, lil n-gga lost his chains
let off a hundred shots, that b-tch p-ssed his pants
dummy bricks ’til they land, uh
gettin’ big in the can, uh
drinkin’ lean, dirty dan
dough ya linkin’, what you thinkin’? rich shootas the brand
c0ke brown, santan’
i got, macs and…
green beams, i attach them
75 on the draco, i’m tap them
i tackled a n-gga
i blow all these racks on a n-gga, uh
you can’t ball like me
spoil that b-tch like me
a hundred bands, that’s in saks, lil n-gga
i’m a k!ller, that’s facts, lil n-gga
shoot up your block and i might double back, lil n-gga
can’t get up on me, i’m sharp as a tack, lil n-gga
they k!lled 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 live the trap way
my rollie is president, elegant, uh
she say my d-ck big like elephant, woah
walked in the club with the f&n
cubans and white b-tches, yeah, i’m s-xin’ ’em
no callin’ no textin’ ’em, uh, uh
bricks and pounds, b-tch, you know that i’m stretchin’ ’em
my lil n-ggas catchin’ ’em

[chorus]
live my life, thug game 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-)

[verse 3]
i beat that pack just like f-ckin’ ike
i’m goin’ broke, sike
gl-ss pipes, i give my auntie white
i’m livin’ life
i keep my women right
so much d-mn c0ke, i’m swimmin’ in the white
n-ggas broke as sh-t, n-ggas parasites
dogged up like israelites
issa knife
notes on my tray, f-ck is this? it’s a kite
you might get stabbed tonight

[pre-chorus]
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

[chorus]
live my life, thug game 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

- q da fool

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