1400 Gang/Qs & Ps lyrics

by

Trippie Redd


[Intro]
Ayy
Ayy, stay on my Qs and Ps
There's no us, no wes
Got your ex-boo-thing here on her knees
These n*ggas, they lame, trying to steal the steez, wait
Damn, Pi'erre
Yeah, Solar Flare 14, yeah, wait
Solar Flare 14, yeah
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Ayy, stay on my Qs and Ps
There's no us, no we's
Got your ex-boo-thing here on her knees
These n*ggas, they lame, tried to steal the steez, wait
Shawty f*ck with me the long way
Hit that pus*y, make it hurt
Yeah, she gon' learn the hard way
Shawty f*ck with me the long way
Hit that pus*y, make it hurt
Yeah, she gon' learn the hard way, yeah

[Verse]
Pulled up, Slick Rick
Got pneumonia in my fist
All my diamonds, yeah, they glisten
I'll never trust a b*tch
Pulled up, 'Rari coupe
n*gga, yeah, I got rich
Oh my god, what's that smell?
Wait, forgot I'm the sh*t, ayy
I'm the antidote, she fresh like a cantaloupe
I'm an animal, make it out the envelope
Lot of these n*ggas talkin', pulled up, whoa
Yeah, sent a couple shots, now your casket closed
[Chorus]
Ayy, stay on my Qs and Ps
There's no us, no we's
Got your ex-boo-thing here on her knees
These n*ggas, they lame, tried to steal the steez, wait
Shawty f*ck with me the long way
Hit that pus*y, make it hurt
Yeah, she gon' learn the hard way
Shawty f*ck with me the long way
Hit that pus*y, make it hurt
Yeah, she gon' learn the hard way, yeah

[Outro]
Wait, ooh
Wait, yeah
Wait
Wait
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