Leave Ya lyrics

by

Q Da Fool


[Verse 1: Q Da Fool]
I ain't never falling off
I got that paper route like Young Dolph
Down Florida looking like a gator in Lacoste
Mansion with a shark tank, JAWS
I get more throat than a Halls
Quit school, I was tired of skipping in the halls
Bought a chain now I'm icy
Sawed-off hit him have a nice sleep
I spent a bag on my feet
Popping these Xans this ain't no Aleve
I keep my Glock I don't duck and weave
I f*ck her so good now she don't wanna leave
If I ain't with her that b*tch don't wanna breathe
I got that ice call me Mr.Freeze
f*ck the police b*tch I ain't bout' to freeze
Crackers got me paying lawyer fees
I'm in the streets so I'm ducking them people
If you scared n*gga go to the Cathedral
Get your own money I'm not bout' to feed you
You tripping like sh*t you think a n*gga need you
Trap rock-star Rich Shoota the Beetles
Designers came with the skin off a zebra
Serve a clucker like a bird feeder
Reggie and fake lean we not selling neither
[Hook: Q Da Fool]
Talking crazy imma leave ya
Choppa singing like a Aaliyah
I just might bring back the beeper
Think I'm Larry Hoover make young n*ggas evil
Throw him in the swamp now that lil n*gga sinking
Try to snake me out, what the f*ck was you thinking?
Because you got a gun, that don't make you a demon
Talking crazy imma leave ya
Choppa singing like a Aaliyah
I just might bring back the beeper
Think I'm Larry Hoover make young n*ggas evil
Throw him in the swamp now that lil n*gga sinking
Try to snake me out, what the f*ck was you thinking?
Because you got a gun, that don't make you a demon

[Verse 2: Q Da Fool]
My n*ggas lunchin' like gangland
It was time to click, them b*tch n*ggas ran
100 rounds in my Kenzo bag
Shot his brother why his men so mad
You not a shooter n*gga stick to the gas
Jump out LA, hollow tip hit your ass
She lightskin, cute face, fat ass
At the MGM that little b*tch 'bouta get smashed
Got n*ggas on the curb
My heroin coming in pure
Gotta couple b*tches, all them hoes do is stare
Them opioids making my words slur
I'm working for it, b*tch I'm 'bouta go further
Desert Eagle cook your ass like a bird
I'm smack this b*tch, call me Ike Turner
Watch these hot n*ggas cause they might burn ya
[Hook: Q Da Fool]
Talking crazy imma leave ya
Choppa singing like a Aaliyah
I just might bring back the beeper
Think I'm Larry Hoover make young n*ggas evil
Throw him in the swamp now that lil n*gga sinking
Try to snake me out, what the f*ck was you thinking?
Because you got a gun, that don't make you a demon
Talking crazy imma leave ya
Choppa singing like a Aaliyah
I just might bring back the beeper
Think I'm Larry Hoover make young n*ggas evil
Throw him in the swamp now that lil n*gga sinking
Try to snake me out, what the f*ck was you thinking?
Because you got a gun, that don't make you a demon
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