don q - can't slip lyrics
[intro]
yung lan on the track
don
then she my b-tch, yeah
[chorus: don q]
ain’t no falling off (ain’t no, nah) we can’t slip
they tryna to call it off (nah) but we ain’t cl!ck
i keep foreign broads (what?) eating d-ck
if i bone her raw, then she my b-tch (then she my b-tch, yeah)
i keep pouring raw (what?) we can’t quit (nah we can’t quit, yeah)
i keep dosing off (yeah) in my whip (in my whip, yeah)
if she don’t run the stores, she get 86 (86, yeah)
i send her on a tour, then i pray it hit (i pray it hit, yeah)
[verse 1: q money]
i pray it hit, b-tch
i been on my sh-t, b-tch
riding ’round with a big clip
better pray that i miss, b-tch
money is my main b-tch and money is my mistress
and that b-tch is thick-thick (thick, thick)
yeah i like ’em thick, big (yeah)
i got money in my pocket, right hand on my rocket
no i did not go to college but you couldn’t tell by a n-gga profit
when i’m on the ‘gram, i got bad b-tches in my comments
i got on two rollies but these b-tches not for timing
yeah i’m from the bottom but a n-gga still climbing
i’m gon pop my cd in and i don’t care how you feel ’bout it
i just got a deal but a n-gga still grinding
they say they gon k!ll me, tell them n-ggas keep trying
[verse 2: don q]
i’m who they say the goat, tell the streets to take a vote (vote)
n-ggas stay awoke, it went to 20k to host
you know i pay to boast, i k!lled the fox and made a coat
green and white, b-tch we k!lled the block and gave ’em both
you see them lights, better toss them rocks ‘fore they approach
they ain’t reading rights, they just uppin’ glocks before they spoke
he ain’t even right, info he providing to them folks
how you sleep at night? you suppose to lie when under oath
(yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
keep lawyer paid before the goons (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
i sort the paper through the room (woah-woah-woah-woah!)
that new bentayga coming soon (yeah-yeah)
b-tch, i need my 40 acres and my mute
[chorus: don q]
ain’t no falling off (ain’t no, nah) we can’t slip
they tryna to call it off (nah) but we ain’t cl!ck
i keep foreign broads (what?) eating d-ck
if i bone her raw, then she my b-tch (then she my b-tch, yeah)
i keep pouring raw (what?) we can’t quit (nah we can’t quit, yeah)
i keep dosing off (yeah) in my whip (in my whip, yeah)
if she don’t run the stores, she get 86 (86, yeah)
i send her on a tour, then i pray it hit (i pray it hit, yeah)
[outro: don q]
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
and she my b-tch
yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
and she my
woah-woah-woah-woah!
and that’s my b-tch
yeah-yeah
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