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[Intro: Q Da
Bow, bow
shooter, uh, rich shooter
Yeah,
Yeah, round goon
Uh, I'm Herwin on the spoon
I'm

[Verse 1: Q Da
Fuck your shooter, his pistol on safety
I might double wrap and wrap your wife and baby
I've been poppin' rubber bands, bands done drove me crazy
I fuck with rappers, I ain't been feelin' rappers lately
In and out of jail, I swear crackers drove me crazy
I might smoke a nigga, I might give his daisies
Rest in peace Bob that's how Bob raised me
He was with that dope, Medellin, we was wavy
Fuck a deal, 'cause the bricks and scales really me
Coulda been in Mercedes, fuck 12 frame me
Outside with the junkies, jungle 50s, we go
I really dropped broad day
I'ma 'em how the mob play
Get up close, personal, my shit face to (Face to face)
You could pick a time, you could pick a place, I'ma beat the (Fuck nigga)
plug, finesse buy you through everything (I do everything)
I know one thing, I ain't ever buyin' no ring (Fuck that bitch)
Y'all was ridin' dicks, I was outside doin' things
First I called my mother locked up, she said, You better swing
Attempted murder, I was 15 with a 17 with a big
I run all in shit (Man, why?) 'Cause the bitch green (Man, fuck that nigga)

Shy Glizzy]
I appreciate your moments 'cause I had nothin'
to be a crash dummy, nah, now get that fast money
I she was stallin', now she got that ass jumpin'
Me, my niggas, we be ballin', we can't wait to buy
I'm a rich shooter, baby, I'm a rich
We some rich shooters, baby, we some shooters
3 got the and that bitch came with a ruler (Goddamn, goddamn)
We the fuckin' rich shooters, fuck these niggas, some losers

[Verse 2: Shy
I was built to win, no I can't ever ever
Bitch, they call me with a mothafuckin' tool (Young Jefe, holmes)
They act like they don't fuck with me, they watch my move
Bitch, it's me and Q Da Fool, we ain't with you, too
You ain't no fuckin' stepper, where mothafuckin' weapon?
First gun I shot it was a .38 special
GG to the world, bro, we're on another level (GG for life)
And it's long live 30, bitch, I that shit forever (30, 30)
I'm ridin' on Tre-7 in a fuckin' R8 (Skrrt)
You can come and get an eight ball or get a whole
I don't need a extendo, F&N is on my waist
And I don't even send a memo, I just get ass erased
We like the UPS for bills, yeah, do the
My bitch, she Chanel, got all the bags and all the heels
Where I'm they like to kill, keep that chopper by the wheel
I some nigga tell, bow, bow, go to Hell

Shy Glizzy]
I appreciate your moments 'cause I had nothin'
Used to be a dummy, nah, now get that fast money
I remember she was stallin', now she got ass jumpin'
Me, my niggas, we be ballin', we can't to buy somethin'
I'm a shooter, baby, I'm a rich shooter
We some rich shooters, baby, we rich shooters
3 got the and that bitch came with a ruler (Goddamn, goddamn)
We the fuckin' rich shooters, fuck niggas, they some losers