If I said it in a song, then I ain't cappin' on it
Yeah, give me any beat by Taz and I'm snappin' on it
Nigga, I'm surrounded by these hoes, I just be actin' lonely
But you know I'm still married to the game like holy matrimony
I can never trip about a hoe, I got too many
I don't play about my bag, but I won't stress about no penny
Shawty gay, but that's okay, cause I'ma turn her like she Timmy
I call Drayko, he gon' pull up with a Draco or a Semi
Say she wanna kick it with me, I ain't FIFA
Choppa got a cooling kit, I can't get caught without my heater
Told that nigga he a bitch, he ain't do shit cause he a diva
My bitch bad, but I want somethin' badder
What can I say, I'm an overachiever
Ain't signing no deal
Less they give me green like a pickle
I'm tryna buy somethin' expensive
You don't wanna try me, cause you can get hit with the missle
You play, get a early dismissal
This nigga stupid
Better start usin' your brain before you get hit in your temple
I'm goin' stupid, I really been goin' insane, they finna start thinkin' I'm mental
This life shit be trippy, I keep seein' red in my garden
Take me a trip to Topanga
The word on the streets that you hit every note in that court
You a rat, you a motherf*ckin' sanger
Tryna move to the hills, where there ain't no danger
Your shit don't hit right, need to check on your angles
I was talkin' to God, wishing, asking for angels
Told bro to chill, he can't control his anger
My dawg just like a Rasta, he stay blowin' Zaza on the daily
Just cause she proud of me, she want some prada
What the f*ck, you crazy!
Lil' bitch, I'm young and turnt, don't come around tryin' to swerve the two thousand babies
I'm blowin' up Osama hating
Holy f*ck, I'm way too faded!
Put my shit on inside the club, get dirty dancin', Patrick Swayze
You throw me in the stu, I'm cookin' good, just like your mama made it
No, don't come around here with that drama
Bitch said I'm a QueTee, but I don't want her, I pass her to my patna
Been goin' up, the floor is lava, that's on my mama
If I said it in a song, then I ain't cappin' on it
Yeah, give me any beat by Taz and I'm snappin' on it
Nigga, I'm surrounded by these hoes, I just be actin' lonely
But you know I'm still married to the game like holy matrimony
I can never trip about a hoe, I got too many
I don't play about my bag, but I won't stress about no penny
Shawty gay, but that's okay, cause I'ma turn her like she Timmy
I call Drayko, he gon' pull up with a Draco or a Semi, bitch
QueTee - Semi (feat. Drayko) Lyrics
QueTee - Semi (feat. Drayko) Lyrics
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If I said it in a song, then I ain't cappin' on it
Yeah, give me any beat by Taz and I'm snappin' on it
Nigga, I'm surrounded by these hoes, I just be actin' lonely
But you know I'm still married to the game like holy matrimony
I can never trip about a hoe, I got too many
I don't play about my bag, but I won't stress about no penny
Shawty gay, but that's okay, cause I'ma turn her like she Timmy
I call Drayko, he gon' pull up with a Draco or a Semi
Say she wanna kick it with me, I ain't FIFA
Choppa got a cooling kit, I can't get caught without my heater
Told that nigga he a bitch, he ain't do shit cause he a diva
My bitch bad, but I want somethin' badder
What can I say, I'm an overachiever
Ain't signing no deal
Less they give me green like a pickle
I'm tryna buy somethin' expensive
You don't wanna try me, cause you can get hit with the missle
You play, get a early dismissal
This nigga stupid
Better start usin' your brain before you get hit in your temple
I'm goin' stupid, I really been goin' insane, they finna start thinkin' I'm mental
This life shit be trippy, I keep seein' red in my garden
Take me a trip to Topanga
The word on the streets that you hit every note in that court
You a rat, you a motherf*ckin' sanger
Tryna move to the hills, where there ain't no danger
Your shit don't hit right, need to check on your angles
I was talkin' to God, wishing, asking for angels
Told bro to chill, he can't control his anger
My dawg just like a Rasta, he stay blowin' Zaza on the daily
Just cause she proud of me, she want some prada
What the f*ck, you crazy!
Lil' bitch, I'm young and turnt, don't come around tryin' to swerve the two thousand babies
I'm blowin' up Osama hating
Holy f*ck, I'm way too faded!
Put my shit on inside the club, get dirty dancin', Patrick Swayze
You throw me in the stu, I'm cookin' good, just like your mama made it
No, don't come around here with that drama
Bitch said I'm a QueTee, but I don't want her, I pass her to my patna
Been goin' up, the floor is lava, that's on my mama
If I said it in a song, then I ain't cappin' on it
Yeah, give me any beat by Taz and I'm snappin' on it
Nigga, I'm surrounded by these hoes, I just be actin' lonely
But you know I'm still married to the game like holy matrimony
I can never trip about a hoe, I got too many
I don't play about my bag, but I won't stress about no penny
Shawty gay, but that's okay, cause I'ma turn her like she Timmy
I call Drayko, he gon' pull up with a Draco or a Semi, bitch
Yeah, give me any beat by Taz and I'm snappin' on it
Nigga, I'm surrounded by these hoes, I just be actin' lonely
But you know I'm still married to the game like holy matrimony
I can never trip about a hoe, I got too many
I don't play about my bag, but I won't stress about no penny
Shawty gay, but that's okay, cause I'ma turn her like she Timmy
I call Drayko, he gon' pull up with a Draco or a Semi
Say she wanna kick it with me, I ain't FIFA
Choppa got a cooling kit, I can't get caught without my heater
Told that nigga he a bitch, he ain't do shit cause he a diva
My bitch bad, but I want somethin' badder
What can I say, I'm an overachiever
Ain't signing no deal
Less they give me green like a pickle
I'm tryna buy somethin' expensive
You don't wanna try me, cause you can get hit with the missle
You play, get a early dismissal
This nigga stupid
Better start usin' your brain before you get hit in your temple
I'm goin' stupid, I really been goin' insane, they finna start thinkin' I'm mental
This life shit be trippy, I keep seein' red in my garden
Take me a trip to Topanga
The word on the streets that you hit every note in that court
You a rat, you a motherf*ckin' sanger
Tryna move to the hills, where there ain't no danger
Your shit don't hit right, need to check on your angles
I was talkin' to God, wishing, asking for angels
Told bro to chill, he can't control his anger
My dawg just like a Rasta, he stay blowin' Zaza on the daily
Just cause she proud of me, she want some prada
What the f*ck, you crazy!
Lil' bitch, I'm young and turnt, don't come around tryin' to swerve the two thousand babies
I'm blowin' up Osama hating
Holy f*ck, I'm way too faded!
Put my shit on inside the club, get dirty dancin', Patrick Swayze
You throw me in the stu, I'm cookin' good, just like your mama made it
No, don't come around here with that drama
Bitch said I'm a QueTee, but I don't want her, I pass her to my patna
Been goin' up, the floor is lava, that's on my mama
If I said it in a song, then I ain't cappin' on it
Yeah, give me any beat by Taz and I'm snappin' on it
Nigga, I'm surrounded by these hoes, I just be actin' lonely
But you know I'm still married to the game like holy matrimony
I can never trip about a hoe, I got too many
I don't play about my bag, but I won't stress about no penny
Shawty gay, but that's okay, cause I'ma turn her like she Timmy
I call Drayko, he gon' pull up with a Draco or a Semi, bitch
Writer: Quantrell Mitchell
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