Gotta Be lyrics

[Intro: Q Da Fool]
(Gangsta sh*t man) I gotta be
(Q Da Fool man, Pakkboy gang) Gangsta sh*t man
24/7 n*gga (Coolin with my thumbs)
Cause I gotta be

[Hook: Q Da Fool]
I be walkin with my pistol cause I gotta be
I got shooters shoot for me, yeah they gone ride with me
All your n*ggas pus*y, that ain't hard to see
Twin choppas singin, we just call them Jodeci

[Verse 1: Q Da Fool]
You shooters he shoot with his eyes closed
Shootin that mac with my eyes open
My n*ggas, they livin by no lackin
That n*gga's pus*y, I done told him
A couple cluckers, yeah they snort coke
A n*gga tryna buy a boat while they sell boat
Wonder why all these feds on my ass though
Money comin in faster than Nitro
Tryna live with my b*tch on an island
She be like, "Q, why you keep lyin?"
I be like, "b*tch, why you keep ridin?"
She say, "Cause you stay with that iron"
My b*tch is like, "Just be protected"
Yeah I stay strapped, with Smith and that Wesson
Nobody move or that boy catch a blessin
f*ck it that boy catch an extra
I ride, I swear to god boy I'm gone ride
I swear to god boy I'm gone ride
I swear to god Mark I'm gone ride
I swear to god Doe I'm gone ride
PBG, yeah I'm gone ride
BANDDUP, yeah I'm gone ride
OGD, you know I'm gone ride
You know I'm gone ride, my gang I know they gone ride
Opps, I know they gone slide
Keep my 45, that's why I keep my 45
b*tch, that's why I keep my 45
[Hook: Q Da Fool]
I be walkin with my pistol cause I gotta be
I got shooters shoot for me, yeah they gone ride with me
All your n*ggas pus*y, that ain't hard to see
Twin choppas singin, we just call them Jodeci
I be walkin with my pistol cause I gotta be
I got shooters shoot for me, yeah they gone ride with me
All your n*ggas pus*y, that ain't hard to see (Shabazz n*gga!)
Twin choppas singin, we just call them Jodeci

[Verse 2: Shabazz]
Plug throw me OGs of broccoli
Shootin sh*t, but we not playin Monopoly
100 round AR stock and a red dot I see
If he talk stupid he must not've heard of me
Free Lil Mar, he mix the percs with the xannies
PBG BANDDUP, we servin them grammys
Mac with the muzzle that lil' b*tch do damage
Boy already told you he More Than a Savage
If he a opp then we gone let him have it
Pick the pocket rocket when I'm in traffic
Get a match and put the Ps in the attic
Pop a perc, hit your b*tch pus*y, do damage
Yeah that b*tch bad, but she too dramatic
Hop out the Beamer, Margiela my fashion
I was shootin dice in school, you was passin
Better not tell that lil' b*tch where your stash at
[Hook: Q Da Fool]
I be walkin with my pistol cause I gotta be
I got shooters shoot for me, yeah they gone ride with me
All your n*ggas pus*y, that ain't hard to see
Twin choppas singin, we just call them Jodeci
I be walkin with my pistol cause I gotta be
I got shooters shoot for me, yeah they gone ride with me
All your n*ggas pus*y, that ain't hard to see
Twin choppas singin, we just call them Jodeci