W.Y.G.D.T.N.S.
ScHoolboy Q, The Alchemist
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Uh, yo, yo "But Q, when you gonna drop that new shit?" Uh Uh, just let it rock, uh Tryna figure out mane How you wake up and not be a fuckin' player? Woke up didn't even brush my teeth on some mo' shit nigga Went to the garage said eenie miney mo Open the garage, jumped in that bitch, started it Put that bitch in reverse, uh Forgot to close the gate And I forgot to drop the motherfuckin' top, hang on Feel me? Hit the freeway im doin' like eighty Nappy ass hair blowin' in the wind, chin hairs blowin' in the wind And all of a sudden, ay Al hang gon My nigga alchemist slid through the ac vent, yeah Nigga I slid through the ac vent With the seat belt already on, I love this nigga man, hang on Ay, but when you gonna drop that new shit? Nigga hit me up like, 'member that shit Al? Niggas like "Q! When you gonna drop that new shit?" Guess what nigga I dropped this Between my life, my fame, my body My daughter, be happy I'm focused Stay on that flight like tourists Runnin' them lights no purist Me and this hood here fierce, uh "But when you gonna drop that new shit?" Come on my nigga you see what I'm doing here take time Coulda came with the same rhymes Flipping that same bitch, whipping that same brick Stand on that same block, screaming them same Yawk's Get a feature from K.Dot, put me under that same box Too talented for it The rings, the chains, the Porsche Creatively Crippin', the first to do it The bridge, the verse, the chorus, uh "But when you gonna drop that new shit?" Stop it lil' nigga I does this Sensei in these studio dungeons Two years lost four of my cousins Three to the bullet and one to the liquor they gave us But tell me this weed is scented Shout out my life for living Sold me them lies of Christmas Told me I live in Los Angeles But need a green card for Latins So-called terrorists attacking And Trump could actually happen, damn hang on "But Q, when you gonna drop that new shit?" I'm done with your stupid ass, I hate your voice too Get away from me cuh, you ain't even hear what the f*ck I'm saying my nigga Niggas been waiting for something Since 2012, you niggas is so stupid, I'm just tryna get two of them things When you gonna drop that new shit? Niggas always talkin' bout this, whole pimpin' shit right here, yerr mean? I'm the one that they gon let the record reflect, man, yerr I mean? Motherfuckers always asking me, "What's up with Q?" Man I don't know whats up with that African, know what I mean? That's just my partner, yerr what I mean? Shit, always asking me "When he gonna drop something? When he gonna do another video?", Yerr what I mean? Quit asking me all that shit God damn I'm doing me, letting the record reflect, right, yerr what I mean? Always speaking on me, "Uh what's up with that nigga?" Don't worry bout it bitch!
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Written by: Daniel Alan Maman, Quincy Matthew Hanley, ALAN MAMAN, QUINCEY MATTHEW HANLEY
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