GQ

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah, yeah Yeah (Bluffin' ass nigga, man), aight Aight, uh [Chorus] I'm fly as fuck like I'm dressin' in GQ Fuck niggas hatin' 'cause they wanna be Q I'm lookin' too sweet, they need to put me in GQ A hundred bands, that lil' boy never could get to You bought fake chains, you bluffin' Your big brother hot as a oven Give a fuck if that nigga a stepper (Give a fuck) He got caught and start tellin' on somethin' (That nigga a snitch) You really promoting a rat? You done told on yourself, so you really a rat Fuck a OG, I stayed down and did it myself Man, this internet nigga might really be twelve You never broke down a bale You never had to sleep in a cell How you let Barbara sleep in the street? Niggas broke and I really can tell [Verse] You keep on screamin', "GQ" They got to hittin' through them gates That boy done ran on GQ Then he tried get on IG and play it cool He caught AIDS and start hatin' on Q Da Fool Yeah, I rap but I play in the kitchen too Never be worried 'bout a fuck nigga He online so I know that he ain't really 'bout the tool These bitch ass niggas playin' rat games One shot to the head, I play splat games You really a bitch, you need go get your sex changed Still geekin' for fame, he done bought him a fake chain This fuck nigga rockin' that Moissanite Talking 'bout free OG Dolla You ridin' his dick like a motor bike Man, that bitch nigga told on his self Caught that time and try call me a rat You will not see my name in no work You just mad you 'cause blew all them racks Get off the box, step my feet on the turf It's only right that I show them I'm back I know his type but he really a nerd GQ died in his arms then he put down his strap [Chorus] I'm fly as fuck like I'm dressin' in GQ Fuck niggas hatin' 'cause they wanna be Q I'm lookin' too sweet, they need to put me in GQ A hundred bands, that lil' boy never could get to You bought fake chains, you bluffin' Your big brother hot as a oven Give a fuck if that nigga a stepper (Give a fuck) He got caught and start tellin' on somethin' (That nigga a snitch) You really promoting a rat? You done told on yourself, so you really a rat Fuck a OG, I stayed down and did it myself Man, this internet nigga might really be twelve You never broke down a bale You never had to sleep in a cell How you let Barbara sleep in the street? Niggas broke and I really can tell
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Credits
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- Q Da Fool