Q Da Fool - Hit or Miss Lyrics

Lyrics Hit or Miss - Q Da Fool



Crrr, crrrr, pow pow
Honey, honey, roll call
Let's get it bitch
You already know what the fuck it is
Rich shooter shit, man CEO nigga
You already know man fuck it is
Man these niggas tops man
We headed to the top nigga
Again, top nigga, fuck this man
Show a double bag of bull man
Fuck what, suck it in...
Aaaah, took all them L's I roll with it
Micro draco nigga I really roll with it
Rich shooter i'mma gang member
I go retarded for my gang like Downs Syndrome
I don't wanna see no damn prison
Let outta the back them boys tryna get me
Yellow diamonds vvs yeah they pussy pop on the xan so I'm dizzy
.50 in a .23 yeah I'm totin' a titty play with 100 round goon
It ain't gonna be pretty
Think I won't kill you nigga then you silly
Get down, lay down bitch
I move like I'm from Philly
Just caught a pt put that shit up in my kidneys
Brick came in the mail spent that shit on some Fendi
Pistols and arp's we got plenty
I treat that little bitch like a penny
Pray to allah but I just keep on sinnin'
I'm my own boss, lil' bitch I'm independent
Wipe the lil' baby like a penny got it on the back end
And I went and bought a pendent
Baby I'm more turnt up then, a lil' bit
Your bitch say your nickname is lil' dick
I guess that's why she on my dick
Never got shit bitch 'cause I clip quick
Free my dog with me i sick him
If my brova need help, I assist him
Gas really strong like perfume bitch
I came up off percs
716's make a nigga do a hurdle
You a bitch, you a girl you a mouse, a gerbil
Did my homework had to learn
You catch 'em down, bad lil' niga I'mma burn you
Stayed down had to boss up my status
These drugs got a hold of me, took me to another planet
One time I sent out for 20 p's but they never landed
If you a trapper you the streets a hit and miss
If you get it in the mail then it's a hit and miss
Bitch nigga say he takin' risks
That lil' shit you doing nigga that ain't shit
That work in a way it's a hit but it might miss
I had to miss just to learn how to hit a lil' puppy
But it turned into a pit
I took that powder and turn it to grits
When you cut that work it's a hit or miss
Got a coupla fuck niggas on my hitlist
The streets know Q da Fool been here
Feds tryna build a case so I know they listening
Yeah young nigga rap but but I'm a cold killer
Throw dirt on my name, you a bold nigga
Just a time you gon' see all those niggas
You call your brothas ain't gonna roll with ya'
These niggas fake, they posers
Same niggas stand up, put they pose with you
Same nigga spent a bin and shared a bowl
With you found out a nigga snitched
Man that nigga trippin' diamonds on my neck I'm dripping
Double cup chronic
Fuck the cops 'cause I know you're listening
Fuck niggas I know y'all listening
Fuck yo' brother, I turn him to a victim
Fuck a bitch on a cruise like Victor
Ask the doctor for some lean 'cause I'm sick sir
Off white, off white no more dirt
Put a ponytail she ain't got no more hair
Catch you with your pants down
I'mma leave you there
One time I sent out for 20 p's but they never landed
If you a trapper you the streets a hit and miss
If you get it in the mail then it's a hit and miss
Bitch nigga say he takin' risks
That lil' shit you doing nigga that ain't shit
That work in a way it's a hit but it might miss
I had to miss just to learn how to hit a lil' puppy
But it turned into a pit
I took that powder and turn it to grits
When you cut that work it's a hit or miss
Got a coupla fuck niggas on my hitlist
The streets know Q da Fool been here
Feds tryna build a case so I know they listening
Yeah young nigga rap but but I'm a cold killer
Throw dirt on my name, you a bold nigga
You already know how the fuck i'm coming
I burn y'all fuck niggas



Writer(s): Q Da Fool


Q Da Fool - No Competition
Album No Competition
date of release
01-01-2018




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