Ayyy
Its DQ
Ya nah mean
This f*ck here off the top too
Eyes on me from i step in the room ay
I looking so clean i don't need no broom ay
Choppa hit you and yo dudes Aye
No i would not leave no clues aye
I chasing blues ( I chasing blues)
No i aint f*ckin with you
Stepping in clean with my crew
Choppa stick to me like i using glue ay
Stepping in clean with my crew
Dollarsignz DQ you know how it do Aye
No i aint f*cking with you
I counting up green and I adding up blues Aye
These niggas be talking for true
But what they talking these niggas they don't really do
Nigga i really in the streets Aye
Dollarsignz walk with a heat Aye
No you cannot try compete
These niggas is rappers but aint rapping like me Aye
Mehn i really from the streets
I really be trapping i making it happen Aye
Out all night i be camping Aye
These niggas know i be vamping Aye
Dollarsignz come thru the street and I certified out here
My boy i be stomping Aye
Dogs on the street let them boys loose
Pass by so fast all you hear was the whoosh !
Niggas say they trapping aint got no proof
Pull up in something aint got no roof
Your bitch like the drip how she stare at my jewels
Copping my shoes copping um by the two's
Gucci deh loafs and fitted Tru's
Cant trace where i walking this aint no blues clues
Niggas be talking that shit
Pure fire out of my mouth when i spit
Niggas been rapping but they need to quit
They think that they hard but them man is shit
Real nigga know how to spit
Facts out my mouth mehn this f*ck is legit
Pull out the hole mehn i dont need no jit
Got me a blunt please pass me the bic
I don't go no lime if i don't got no stick Ay
I pulling up clean in a whip
Your bitch like the style she liking the drip
She want see my child put kids on her lip
Now it all on her body
Popping her top like i playing sorry
Pop me a boy like i popping a molly
I don't pop no molly so no i aint sorry
I aint give a f*ck i aint care bout nobody
I care bout myself i care bout my money and care bout my wealth
I trying get it up be the top of this shit
Where these niggas cant reach like the top f*cking shelf
I aint helping nobody i helping my self
I move in the dark i testing my stealth
I keeping this shit on my waist like a belt
A nigga try play with this f*ck he get wet ay!
Dollarsignz DQ - 11/20 Freestyle Lyrics
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Ayyy
Its DQ
Ya nah mean
This f*ck here off the top too
Eyes on me from i step in the room ay
I looking so clean i don't need no broom ay
Choppa hit you and yo dudes Aye
No i would not leave no clues aye
I chasing blues ( I chasing blues)
No i aint f*ckin with you
Stepping in clean with my crew
Choppa stick to me like i using glue ay
Stepping in clean with my crew
Dollarsignz DQ you know how it do Aye
No i aint f*cking with you
I counting up green and I adding up blues Aye
These niggas be talking for true
But what they talking these niggas they don't really do
Nigga i really in the streets Aye
Dollarsignz walk with a heat Aye
No you cannot try compete
These niggas is rappers but aint rapping like me Aye
Mehn i really from the streets
I really be trapping i making it happen Aye
Out all night i be camping Aye
These niggas know i be vamping Aye
Dollarsignz come thru the street and I certified out here
My boy i be stomping Aye
Dogs on the street let them boys loose
Pass by so fast all you hear was the whoosh !
Niggas say they trapping aint got no proof
Pull up in something aint got no roof
Your bitch like the drip how she stare at my jewels
Copping my shoes copping um by the two's
Gucci deh loafs and fitted Tru's
Cant trace where i walking this aint no blues clues
Niggas be talking that shit
Pure fire out of my mouth when i spit
Niggas been rapping but they need to quit
They think that they hard but them man is shit
Real nigga know how to spit
Facts out my mouth mehn this f*ck is legit
Pull out the hole mehn i dont need no jit
Got me a blunt please pass me the bic
I don't go no lime if i don't got no stick Ay
I pulling up clean in a whip
Your bitch like the style she liking the drip
She want see my child put kids on her lip
Now it all on her body
Popping her top like i playing sorry
Pop me a boy like i popping a molly
I don't pop no molly so no i aint sorry
I aint give a f*ck i aint care bout nobody
I care bout myself i care bout my money and care bout my wealth
I trying get it up be the top of this shit
Where these niggas cant reach like the top f*cking shelf
I aint helping nobody i helping my self
I move in the dark i testing my stealth
I keeping this shit on my waist like a belt
A nigga try play with this f*ck he get wet ay!
Its DQ
Ya nah mean
This f*ck here off the top too
Eyes on me from i step in the room ay
I looking so clean i don't need no broom ay
Choppa hit you and yo dudes Aye
No i would not leave no clues aye
I chasing blues ( I chasing blues)
No i aint f*ckin with you
Stepping in clean with my crew
Choppa stick to me like i using glue ay
Stepping in clean with my crew
Dollarsignz DQ you know how it do Aye
No i aint f*cking with you
I counting up green and I adding up blues Aye
These niggas be talking for true
But what they talking these niggas they don't really do
Nigga i really in the streets Aye
Dollarsignz walk with a heat Aye
No you cannot try compete
These niggas is rappers but aint rapping like me Aye
Mehn i really from the streets
I really be trapping i making it happen Aye
Out all night i be camping Aye
These niggas know i be vamping Aye
Dollarsignz come thru the street and I certified out here
My boy i be stomping Aye
Dogs on the street let them boys loose
Pass by so fast all you hear was the whoosh !
Niggas say they trapping aint got no proof
Pull up in something aint got no roof
Your bitch like the drip how she stare at my jewels
Copping my shoes copping um by the two's
Gucci deh loafs and fitted Tru's
Cant trace where i walking this aint no blues clues
Niggas be talking that shit
Pure fire out of my mouth when i spit
Niggas been rapping but they need to quit
They think that they hard but them man is shit
Real nigga know how to spit
Facts out my mouth mehn this f*ck is legit
Pull out the hole mehn i dont need no jit
Got me a blunt please pass me the bic
I don't go no lime if i don't got no stick Ay
I pulling up clean in a whip
Your bitch like the style she liking the drip
She want see my child put kids on her lip
Now it all on her body
Popping her top like i playing sorry
Pop me a boy like i popping a molly
I don't pop no molly so no i aint sorry
I aint give a f*ck i aint care bout nobody
I care bout myself i care bout my money and care bout my wealth
I trying get it up be the top of this shit
Where these niggas cant reach like the top f*cking shelf
I aint helping nobody i helping my self
I move in the dark i testing my stealth
I keeping this shit on my waist like a belt
A nigga try play with this f*ck he get wet ay!
Writer: Dillon Quammie
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid