Catch Up lyrics

by

Q Da Fool


[Intro]
A37, drop that crankin' sh*t

[Hook: Q Da Fool]
Make these n*ggas feel the pressure (Pressure)
100 rounds, I'm toting extra (Uh)
I just spent a bin on a Tesla
MAK 90 show you how to make (Skrrr) ketchup (Boom, boom, boom)
Red bottoms think I'm stepping on ketchup (Rich)
Rich Shoota, tell these fake shootas' catch up (Catch up)
Fresh out of prison I'm catching up (Ayy)
Max in your bushes he's geekin' to catch ya'

[Interlude]
I'm reloadin'
DJ on the beat
Damn (Skrr)
Damn
100 Round Goon
Ayy, ayy, ayy, damn

[Verse 1: Q Da Fool]
I had to rob n*ggas, just to flex
Put diamonds on all of my young n*ggas necks
Remix that n*gga drink and finesse
The more money feel like they love you less (Less)
Just bought a hundred rounds and I bought a vest
Caught a body, ain't tell nobody
Young n*gga passed the test (Test)
I'm with my killers, we 'bout to slide
We all gone' ride to the death
You ain't never witnessed death (No)
Valentino when I step (Step)
Calico on my right, Micro Draco on my left
Caught a body then I left (Gang)
Good gas n*gga come take a breath (Breath)
Had to get the mop and clean up a mess (DJ 837)
[Hook: Q Da Fool]
Make these n*ggas feel the pressure (Pressure)
100 rounds, I'm toting extra (Uh)
I just spent a bin on a Tesla
MAK 90 show you how to make (Skrrr) ketchup (Boom, boom, boom)
Red bottoms think I'm stepping on ketchup (Rich)
Rich Shoota, tell these fake shootas' catch up (Catch up)
Fresh out of prison I'm catching up (Ayy)
Max in your bushes he's geekin' to catch ya'
Make these n*ggas feel the pressure (Huh)
100 rounds, I'm toting extra (Brrr)
I just spent a bin on a Tesla (I been)
MAK 90 show you how to make ketchup (Boom, boom, boom)
Red bottoms think I'm stepping on ketchup
Rich Shoota, tell these fake shootas' catch up (Catch up)
Fresh out of prison I'm catching up (Up)
Max in your bushes he's geekin' to catch ya' (b*tch)

[Verse 2: Q Da Fool]
(b*tch!) They say we can't come in the club 'cause we 50 deep ('Cause we 50 deep, what the f*ck?)
And I can't leave my brother, hell nah that's my 50 piece (That's my-)
Last summer, b*tch, I shot up like 50 streets (Brrr)
Pulled up with no b*tch, but I left that motherf*cker with fifty freaks
Young n*gga sharp like the Wolverine (Yuh)
Young n*gga sharp like a diamond ring (Diamond ring)
These n*ggas sweet like some tangerines (Tangerine)
I been locked up since my early teens (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 (Drug kings)
These n*ggas don't know what love mean (No)
So n*gga please don't say you love me
Ye-yeah, that n*gga had a whole lot of sh*t, he should never trust me
Keep a rifle like I live in the country
Choppa on my chest like it's tryna' hug me (Tryna' hug me)
Allah is the only one that's above me (Above me)
Headshot, dump that boy out Patuxent (Uh)
[Chorus: Q Da Fool]
Make these n*ggas feel the pressure (Ayy)
100 rounds, I'm toting extra (Damn)
I just spent a bin on a Tesla (I been)
MAK 90 show you how to make (Skrrr) ketchup (Boom, boom, boom)
Red bottoms think I'm stepping on ketchup (Huh)
Rich Shoota, tell these fake shootas' catch up
Fresh out of prison I'm catching up (Catch up)
Max in your bushes he's geekin' to catch ya' (b*tch)
Make these n*ggas feel the pressure (Boom)
100 rounds, I'm toting extra (Boom, boom, boom!)
I just spent a bin on a Tesla (I did)
MAK 90 show you how to make ketchup (f*ck it-f*ck it up)
Red bottoms think I'm stepping on ketchup (Huh)
Rich Shootah, tell these fake shootas' catch up (Catch up)
Fresh out of prison I'm catching up (Catch up, catch up, catch up)
Max in your bushes he's geekin' to catch ya'

[Outro]
If you didn't hear a DJ 837 drop, you're listening to the wrong mixtape
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