Lyrics Catch Up - Q Da Fool

I had to rob niggas, just to flex
Put diamonds on all of my young niggas necks
Remix that nigga drink and finesse
The more money, feel like they love you less
Just bought a hundred rounds and I bought a vest
Caught a body, ain't tell nobody
Young nigga passed the test
I'm with my killers; We bout' to slide
We all gone' ride to the death
You never ever witnessed death
Valentino when I step
Calico on my right, Micro Draco on my left
Caught a body then I left
Good gas nigga come take a breath
Had to get the mop and clean up a mess

Make these niggas feel the pressure
100 rounds, I'm toting extra
I just spent a bin on a Tesla
Mac 90, show you how to make ketchup
Red bottoms think I'm stepping on ketchup
Rich Shootah, tell these fake shootas' catch up
Fresh out of prison I'm catching up
Max in your bushes he's geeking' to catch ya'
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They say we can't come in the club cause' we 50 deep
And I can't leave my brother, hell na' that's my 50 piece
Last summer, bitch, I shot up like 50 streets
Pulled up with no bitch, but I left that motherfucker with 50 freaks
Young nigga sharp like the Wolverine
Young nigga sharp like a diamond ring
These niggas sweet like some tangerines
I been locked up since my early teens
I'm related to some crack heads
I'm related to some dope fiends
I'm related to some straight killers
I'm related to some drug kings
These niggas don't know what love mean
So nigga please don't say you love me
Yeah, that nigga had a whole lot of shit; He should never trust me
Keep a rifle like I live in the country
Choppa on my chest like it's tryna' hug me
Allah is the only one that's above me
Headshot, dump that boy up a tussin

Make these niggas feel the pressure
100 rounds, I'm toting extra
I just spent a bin on a Tesla
MAK 90, show you how to make ketchup
Red bottoms think I'm stepping on ketchup
Rich Shoota', tell these fake shootas' catch up
Fresh out of prison I'm catching up
Max in your bushes he's geeking' to catch ya'