[Intro: Q Da Bow, bow shooter, uh, rich shooter Yeah, Yeah, hundred goon Uh, I'm Herwin on the spoon I'm
[Verse 1: Q Da Fuck your shooter, heard his on safety I might double wrap and bubble wrap wife and baby I've been poppin' rubber bands, rubber done drove me crazy I can't fuck with rappers, I ain't feelin' rappers lately In and out of jail, I swear them crackers drove me I might smoke a nigga, I might give his mother in peace Bob 'cause that's how Bob raised me He was with that dope, Medellin, we was wavy a deal, 'cause the bricks and scales really paid me Coulda in Mercedes, fuck 12 tryna 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 pick a time, you could pick a place, I'ma the case (Fuck nigga) Finesse plug, finesse buy you through (I do everything) I know one thing, I ain't buyin' no weddin' ring (Fuck that bitch) Y'all was ridin' dicks, I was outside better things First time I called my mother locked up, she said, You better Attempted murder, I was 15 with a 17 with a big I run all in this (Man, why?) 'Cause the bitch green (Man, fuck that nigga)
Shy Glizzy] I appreciate your moments 'cause I had nothin' Used to be a crash dummy, nah, now get fast money I remember she was stallin', now she got that ass Me, my niggas, we be ballin', we can't to buy somethin' I'm a rich shooter, baby, I'm a rich We rich shooters, baby, we some rich shooters 3 got the and that bitch came with a ruler (Goddamn, goddamn) We the fuckin' rich shooters, these niggas, they some losers
2: Shy Glizzy] I was to win, no I can't ever ever lose Bitch, call me Jefe with a mothafuckin' tool (Young Jefe, holmes) They act like they don't fuck with me, they my every move Bitch, it's me and Q Da Fool, we ain't cool you, too You ain't no fuckin' stepper, where your mothafuckin' gun I ever shot it was a .38 special It's GG to the world, bro, we're on another (GG for life) And it's long live 30, bitch, I scream shit forever (30, 30) Bitch I'm on Tre-7 in a fuckin' R8 (Skrrt) You can and get an eight ball or get a whole plate I don't need a damn extendo, F&N is on my 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 like Chanel, got all the and all the heels Where I'm from they 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 crash dummy, nah, now get that fast I remember she was stallin', now she got ass jumpin' Me, my niggas, we be ballin', we wait 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 came with a ruler (Goddamn, goddamn) We the fuckin' rich shooters, fuck these niggas, some losers