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

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

[Chorus: Shy
I appreciate your 'cause I never 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 Macky and that bitch came with a (Goddamn, goddamn)
We the fuckin' rich shooters, these niggas, they some losers

[Verse 2: Shy
I was built to win, no I ever ever lose
Bitch, they me Jefe with a mothafuckin' tool (Young Jefe, holmes)
They act they don't fuck with me, they watch my every move
Bitch, it's me and Q Da Fool, we cool with you, too
You no fuckin' stepper, where your mothafuckin' weapon?
First gun I ever it was a .38 special
It's GG to the world, bro, on another level (GG for life)
And long live 30, bitch, I scream that 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 a damn extendo, F&N is on my waist
And I even send 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 bags and all the
Where I'm from they to kill, keep that chopper by the wheel
I seen some tell, bow, bow, go to Hell

[Chorus: Shy
I appreciate moments 'cause I never 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 to buy somethin'
I'm a rich shooter, baby, I'm a shooter
We some 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