P's & Q's
Jackboy
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On my P's and Q's I be steppin' in Jimmy Choo Know she just want the loot You ain't gettin' nothin', you just get the boot I just want her mind I'ma f*ck then kick her out You just runnin' your mouth You ain't 'bout what you say you 'bout I got two bad twins in my DM tryna f*ck on me right now I got two of my niggas on the block all day tryna trap until the sun comes down Still be comfortable 'round killers even when all of the guns are out If a nigga play with Jack, I bet they show up at your mama house If a nigga play with Jack, I bet they show up where your mama stay Steppin' in designer shoes, my killers livin' luxury Most these rap niggas be gay, I hope that they don't talk to me Be all on the opp dick, but lowkey tryna f*ck with me Nah, you can't f*ck with me Fire, keep it tucked with me She lied, she say she love the Z Didn't get mad, gave her my dick to eat If she get mad, still better not use teeth I'm goin' days, ho, call Uber Eats I'm goin' days, ho, I got too much beef Everywhere I go pocket rocket on me I f*ck with DJ he keep my opps in the scope Real street nigga, down to tag us a toe Real street nigga, never doin' the most Like August Alsina fucked a rich nigga ho I'm the fresh prince from Haiti who can't go broke I'm that nigga who ain't have shit but a little bit of hope I'm that nigga who was in the mall with 20K, and blew all that shit on clothes On my P's and Q's I be steppin' in Jimmy Choo Know she just want the loot You ain't gettin' nothin', you just get the boot I just want her mind I'ma f*ck then kick her out You just runnin' your mouth You ain't 'bout what you say you 'bout I got two bad twins in my DM tryna f*ck on me right now I got two of my niggas on the block all day tryna trap until the sun comes down Still be comfortable 'round killers even when all of the guns are out If a nigga play with Jack, I bet they show up at your mama house Lil' nigga, you play, get popped If you play, better play with Glocks Caught him lackin' on his block And he ended up right on Fox All that talkin' now his dead ass all up on the fuckin' news Big stepper, I done smushed his ass, got blood all on my shoes I don't listen to rules, baby, I just do whatever I want Sorry to be rude, baby, leave that ho so nonchalant They got no clue how I ran up these blues, I got a magic wand I don't give a f*ck who rock Christian Dior, bitch, go ask I'm the Don Ayy, I'm the Don won, ayy, I tote big guns Ayy, might shoot you for fun Ayy, boy, you run, you dumb Boy, I swear if you run, that's tragic I'ma chase you down and let you have it I be dressin' classic while I tote ratchets Still fuckin' project hoes, swear I got bad habits On my P's and Q's I be steppin' in Jimmy Choo Know she just want the loot You ain't gettin' nothin', you just get the boot I just want her mind I'ma f*ck then kick her out You just runnin' your mouth You ain't 'bout what you say you 'bout I got two bad twins in my DM tryna f*ck on me right now I got two of my niggas on the block all day tryna trap until the sun comes down Still be comfortable 'round killers even when all of the guns are out If a nigga play with Jack, I bet they show up at your mama house
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