Make Amends lyrics

[Chorus: Don Q]
Make the money, I ain't into makin' friends
They were sayin' f*ck me, now they wanna make amends
It's a gatherin', let the gangstas and playas in (Playas in)
And the bad b*tches that really don't [?]

[Verse 1: Connie Diiamond]
You could find me wherever you find the money at
My hittas in the field full o' green like runnin' backs
I touch down, delivery, clean a hun'ed pack
The yayo said somethin' to me, no money back
But we ain't sippin' no Waukesha
Just a pre-roll o' smoke, then, "¡Hasta la vista!"
Been that b*tch, everyday my drip look like Eastеr
Still won't miss, and I'm chargin' n*ggas tax on features
I don't gangbang, but I be with cuz likе Skeeter
Hella rich, and I still be in the trap like beepers, b*tch
If I ever catch a charge, I'll plead the fifth
You'll be in the ER if I need the Lyft
Rather kill her with punchlines
Bobbin' and weave when they think they can touch mine
b*tches start to bitin' when you tell 'em it's crunch time
[?] skip the lunch line
I'm pourin' it, n*gga

[Verse 2: Don Q]
I'm the type o' playa that'll pick up a b*tch with another b*tch
And have 'em both tongue kissin' the di*k
Love my shooter 'cause he always come in cool with the clips
Watch him move, well he gon' have you runnin' sprints in this b*tch
Might pour a eighth to the face
My homie came home from a body because them people ain't had a trace for a case
Watch how he movin', I can tell a snake by his pace
Hit up the viewin', I have my lil ones wait by your wake
Middle of the jungle, I let my jewelry floss out
Old b*tches tryna come through nowadays, but they lost out
Shawty, I'm tryna f*ck you, let them [?] get tossed out
Her hair on like Rapunzel and I'm pullin' it all out
They tried to replace it, but they only copied and paste
I had to get low, I only play the block [?]
Plus, my face probably known by every cop in the state
And what they make in a year, I go and drop on a brick, b*tch!
[Chorus: Don Q & Connie Diiamond]
Make the money, I ain't into makin' friends
They were sayin' f*ck me, now they wanna make amends
It's a gatherin', let the gangstas and playas in (Playas in)
And the bad b*tches that really don't [?]
Look, make the money, I ain't into makin' friends
They were sayin' f*ck me, now they wanna make amends
It's a gatherin', let the gangstas and playas in (Playas in)
And the bad b*tches that really don't [?]