Don Q Q Money - Can't Slip

Yung Lan on the track
Don
Then she my bitch, yeah

Ain't no falling off (ain't no, nah)
We can't slip (we can't slip)
They tryna to call it off (nah)
But we ain't click (we ain't click)
I keep foreign broads (what?)
Eating dick (eating dick)
If I bone her raw, then she my bitch (then she my bitch, yeah)
I keep pouring raw (what?)
We can't quit (nah we can't quit, yeah)
I keep dozing off (yeah)
In my whip (in my whip, yeah)
If she don't run the stores, she get 86'd (86'd, yeah)
I send her on a tour, then I pray it hit (I pray it hit, yeah)

I pray it hit, bitch
I been on my shit, bitch
Riding 'round with a big clip
Better pray that I miss, bitch
Money is my main bitch and money is my mistress
And that bitch is thick-thick (thick, thick)
Yeah I like 'em thick, big (yeah)
I got money in my pocket, right hand on my rocket (pop)
No I did not go to college but you couldn't tell by a nigga profit
When I'm on the 'gram, I got bad bitches in my comments (comments)
I got on two rollies but these bitches not for timing (bitches not for timing)
Yeah I'm from the bottom but a nigga still climbing (still climbing)
I'm gon' pop my CD in and I don't care how you feel 'bout it (how you feel 'bout it)
I just got a deal but a nigga still grinding (still grinding)
They say they gon' kill me, tell them niggas keep trying

I'm who they say the GOAT, tell the streets to take a vote (vote)
Niggas stay awoke, it went to 20K to host (20k to host)
You know I pay to boast, I killed the fox and made a coat (yea)
Green and white, bitch we killed the block and gave 'em both (gave 'em both)
You see them lights, better toss them rocks 'fore they approach
They ain't reading rights, they just uppin' Glocks before they spoke
He ain't even right, info he providing to them folks (providin' to 'em)
How you sleep at night? You suppose to lie when under oath
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Keep lawyer paid before the goons (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I sort the paper through the room (woah woah woah woah!)
That new Bentayga coming soon (yeah yeah)
Bitch, I need my 40 acres and my mule

Ain't no falling off (ain't no, nah)
We can't slip (we can't slip)
They tryna to call it off (nah)
But we ain't click (we ain't click)
I keep foreign broads (what?)
Eating dick (eating dick)
If I bone her raw, then she my bitch (then she my bitch, yeah)
I keep pouring raw (what?)
We can't quit (nah we can't quit, yeah)
I keep dozing off (yeah)
In my whip (in my whip, yeah)
If she don't run the stores, she get 86'd (86'd, yeah)
I send her on a tour, then I pray it hit (I pray it hit, yeah)

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
And she my bitch
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
And she my
Woah woah woah woah!
And that's my bitch
Yeah yeah uh yeah yeah

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