Knee Deep - Q Money

Wear a belt

Yeah you already know what the fuck going on

Think it’s a game?

Yeah let’s get money this shit funny

Bruh, I told you

Lemme tell my shit on that

Ay, I got big racks in my pocket, I need a belt

And I did it all on my own, ain’t need yo help yeah, yeah

And it smell like money man, even when I belch yeah, yeah

And I heard my strikes, I could’ve been a ref yeah, yeah

The way you cook them bricks you could’ve been a chef, yeah, yeah

And I’m ballin' real hard bitch, I might get attacked yeah, yeah

And I got it right now, I don’t give a fuck about who next, yeah, yeah

Ay, ha ha

I don’t give a doodie like BB

It’s a street sweep

In a wagon, it’s a big jeep

This ain’t no G

Fuck her in the cell like meet me

'Cause she a neat freak

In the streets

I was knee-deep

I was knee-deep

I got VeeBees on my white tee

You can go skii

And I know these nigga’s don’t like me

Bro wanna post me

And I pop that shit like mhm, she like mhm

Yeah she on my dick like mhm, she like mhm

Heard your nigga snitch, mm-mm, mm-mm

They don’t make no sense, mm-mm, mm-mm

Yeah, yeah, ay

I keep a strap on my leg cause I know that these niggas ain’t right

Yeah, yeah

Might as well take you a flight cause you niggas ain’t gon' take my life yeah,

yeah

I remember lighting them counters, remember they turn off the lights yeah, yeah

I remember wrecking them licks, I went driving, I was driving a bike, yeah, yeah

I pay a hundred a gram these niggas weren’t doin' me right, yeah, yeah

I got this shit out the mud, I go at this shit with my life, yeah, yeah

Ay, I got big racks in my pocket, I need a belt

And I did it all on my own, ain’t need yo help yeah, yeah

And it smell like money man, even when I belch yeah, yeah

And I heard my strikes, I could’ve been a ref yeah, yeah

The way you cook them bricks you could’ve been a chef, yeah, yeah

And I’m ballin' real hard bitch, I might get attacked yeah, yeah

And I got it right now, I don’t give a fuck about who next, yeah, yeah