Trippie Redd - 1400 Gang / Qs & Ps текст песни

Stay on my Qs and Ps
Theres no us, no we
Got your ex boo thang here
On her knees
These niggas they lame
Try to steal the steez

Yuh, solar flare 14, yuh, wait
Solar flare 14, yeah
Aye aye, aye
Stay on my Qs and Ps
Theres no us, no we
Got your ex boo thang here,
On her knees
These niggas they lame,
Try to steal the steez

Shawty fuck with me the long way
Hit that pussy, make it hurt
Yeah, she gon' learn the hard way

Pulled up,
Slick rick
Got pneumonia in my fist
All my diamonds, yeah they glist
I'll never trust a bitch
Pulled up, rarri coupe
Nigga, yeah I got rich
Oh my god, what's that smell
Wait,
Forgot I'm the shit

I'm the antidote,
She fresh like a cantaloupe
I'm an animal,
Make it out the envelope
Lotta these niggas talkin'
Pulled up, woah, yeah
Send a couple shots
Now your casket closed

Stay on my Qs and Ps
Theres no us, no we
Got your ex boo thang here
On her knees
These niggas they lame
Try to steal the steez, wait

Shawty fuck with me the long way,
Hit that pussy, make it hurt
Yeah, she gon' learn the hard way