[Intro: Q Da Bow, bow shooter, uh, rich shooter Yeah, Yeah, round goon Uh, bitch I'm Herwin on the I'm
1: Q Da Fool] Fuck your shooter, heard his pistol on I might wrap and bubble wrap your wife and baby I've been poppin' rubber bands, rubber bands done drove me I can't fuck with rappers, I ain't been feelin' lately In and out of jail, I swear them crackers drove me I might smoke a nigga, I might his mother daisies Rest in peace Bob 'cause that's how Bob me He was with that dope, Medellin, we was wavy Fuck a deal, 'cause the and scales really paid me Coulda been in Mercedes, fuck 12 frame me with the junkies, jungle 50s, we go monkey I really niggas broad day show 'em how the mob play Get up close, personal, my shit face to (Face to face) You could a time, you could pick a place, I'ma beat the case (Fuck nigga) Finesse plug, buy you through everything (I do everything) I know one thing, I ain't ever buyin' no weddin' ring (Fuck bitch) was ridin' dicks, I was outside doin' better things First time I called my mother locked up, she said, You swing murder, I was 15 with a 17 with a big dream I run all in this shit (Man, why?) 'Cause the bitch (Man, fuck that nigga)
Shy Glizzy] I appreciate your moments 'cause I never had Used to be a crash dummy, nah, now get that fast 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 rich shooter, baby, I'm a shooter We rich shooters, baby, we some rich shooters 3 got the and that bitch came with a ruler (Goddamn, goddamn) We the fuckin' shooters, fuck these niggas, they some losers
2: Shy Glizzy] I was to win, no I can't ever ever lose Bitch, they call me Jefe with a mothafuckin' (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 cool you, too You ain't no fuckin' stepper, where your weapon? First gun I shot it was a .38 special It's GG to the world, bro, we're on level (GG for life) And it's long live 30, bitch, I scream shit forever (30, 30) I'm ridin' on Tre-7 in a fuckin' R8 (Skrrt) You can and get an eight ball or get a whole plate I don't a damn extendo, F&N is on my waist And I don't even a memo, I just get your 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 seen nigga tell, bow, bow, go to Hell
Shy Glizzy] I appreciate your moments I never had nothin' Used to be a crash dummy, nah, now get 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 some rich 3 got the Macky and that bitch came with a (Goddamn, goddamn) We the fuckin' rich shooters, fuck these niggas, they losers