Rich Shoota lyrics

by

Q Da Fool


[Verse 1: Q Da Fool]
Aye learn how to trap hard back that work up and I do this sh*t by myself
Gloves on when I’m touching the shells
Invest all my money in drugs and sh*t never fails
Can’t f*ck with these n*ggas i think they a squeal
From cali to largo road got that sh*t in the mail
Tigers and snakes on my muhf*ckin belt
Keep them bullets with me that sh*t good for my health
It ain’t a secret that they stealing my swag
Got a lul weight from stealing out my father stash
Got some shooters they’ll kill a n*gga if you talking cash
Get up on your asss
I put the red in the big blue
Popped a percocet I ended up with your b*tch up in a red roof
Q Da Fool yeah b*tch I’m here to prove it
Everything I say the streets will tell ya that it’s true
Some of my b*tches been acting new (acting new)
I guess that's what models and strippers do
These n*ggas be acting I caught em lacking you know that I had to strip the dude
Eat on her pus*y jump in the pool
Taught her how to clean my gun, that's my boo
My life in the streets boy your life in the booth
I really did sh*t I don’t got sh*t to prove

[Hook: Q Da Fool]
She never f*cked with a Rich Shoota
Diamonds shining like a beam, but I’m not bout to shoot it
Imma rich n*gga all my clothes exclusive
Just came off the interstate with a 100 pounds [?]
Twelve years old when I came to a conclusion
Imma be rich and a shoota
Taking risk to be rich I had to do it
Clean money in the bank dirty guns in the sewer
[Hook]
She never f*cked with a Rich Shoota
Diamonds shining like a beam, but im not bout to shoot it
Imma rich n*gga all my clothes exclusive
Just came off the interstate with a 100 pounds [?]
Twelve years old when I came to a conclusion
Imma be rich and a shoota
Taking risk to be rich I had to do it
Clean money in the bank dirty guns in the sewer

[Verse 2: Q Da Fool]
These n*ggas be talking bout sh*t that they never did
These fake trappers they just some bugs in my spider web
Bop, bop, bop
That's what that rifle said
I’m in the streets I don’t like attention
I’m [?] beef and I keep a pension
My 4 hunnid n*ggas take care of the hits
These VVS diamonds cost me some dinero
Gucci attire apparel
[?] my name is Earl
They killed my n*gga nut, this a dirty world
She ate a n*gga nut, she a dirty girl
Hand em the pac watch it swerve
[?] watch a f*ck n*gga curl
b*tch n*gga just might buy you some pearls
Imma Rich Shoota b*tch my wrist cost a bird
I f*ck with the features and shows, but the street money is the only thing a n*gga know
Went on a move my n*gga got shot
He ain't even know
Fake jewelry b*tch that ain't even gold
Still got pounds that I ain’t even sold
Free Lil Mar cause that man never told
Push the [?] and that sh*t on his own
Ayeee
[Hook]
She never f*cked with a Rich Shoota
Diamonds shining like a beam, but im not bout to shoot it
Imma rich n*gga all my clothes exclusive
Just came off the interstate with a 100 pounds [?]
Twelve years old when I came to a conclusion
Imma be rich and a shoota
Taking risk to be rich I had to do it
Clean money in the bank dirty guns in the sewer

[Hook]
She never f*cked with a Rich Shoota
Diamonds shining like a beam, but im not bout to shoot it
Imma rich n*gga all my clothes exclusive
Just came off the interstate with a 100 pounds [?]
Twelve years old when I came to a conclusion
Imma be rich and a shoota
Taking risk to be rich I had to do it
Clean money in the bank dirty guns in the sewer

b*tch imma Rich Shoota
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