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soldier mentality - q da fool & no savage lyrics

[intro: no savage]
wop
haha
i got q in this b*tch, n*gga
(turn me up, jourdan)
we ’bout to drop a motherf*cking album on they dumbass
wop, uh, uh
yeah
i’m coming like this though
ayy, q
i got to talk to ’em a little bit, bro

[verse: q da fool & no savage]
wait, n*gga play with me or perpetrate, i get that drac’, uh
i could k!ll a n*gga ass and throw him in the lake
that chopper grey, blood touch the sun, turn a different shade
i been betrayed, i got what they want, i’m tryna k!ll fifty js
she said she love, i know that sh*t fake
hold up, switch the plates
so much work, i’m like f*ck the hood, i’m tryna hit a state
f*ck her face, break her back, turn around, pull her lace
take a break, break it down, add some cut, profit made
soldier life mentality, turn opps to fatalities
pour lean, i got cavities, my lean is the devil grabbing me
hurt his heart, smoke his men
and nah, i’ll do that sh*t again
i was sick of arguing, i had to spin a n*gga bend
hit a l!ck, get the f*ck, kriss vec, fill it up
gangster sh*t, that’s all i speak but i think y’all ain’t had enough
smoke him and his homie and i bet i won’t even give a f*ck
what they say, ashes on top ashes just gon’ turn to dust
b*tch say wopo cool as sh*t, looks deceiving, i fooled the b*tch
come in her mother house rude as sh*t
thought it was stuck and the mailed the sh*t
draco make b*tches yell like sh*t
stick shots blow his ass down real quick
sh*t made him move like a snail when it hit him
if i don’t get close then i’m not even hitting
and i’m ’bout to drop, just give me a minute
wish i ain’t f*ck, the b*tch too vicious
f*cking my opps, b*tch, you ridiculous
same b*tch i showed a whole d*mn ticket to
had the nerve to go back, like why would they mention you?
thought you was different, b*tch, you a ho, too
won’t be surprised if you ate up the whole crew
if that sh*t true, what the f*ck i’ma go do?
i’m in the b*tch house beating her bed in
if you don’t want smoke, why the f*ck would you say it then?
chase him in two cuts right to a dead end
i’ma get out, blow his b*tchass head in
act out, i’ma just go get his b*tch throat
got the b*tch twerking like she at a go*go
glock four*oh knock off one of his cornrows
stay in the trap ’til whenever the storm over, b*tch
why they bluffing? them boys really b*tches
arps and i threw on the switches
i’m just rapping the sh*t that i’m living
why them lil’ boys tryna keep up an image?
put my heart in these streets, i’m devoted
spray that chopper, i stop and reload it
b*tch, i’m up, i might spin in a rover
real definition of being a soldier
real definition of bringing them loads in
hollow tips hit you, them b*tches exploding
i’m really him, i don’t need no exposure
we trapping out houses that’s in foreclosure

- q da fool no savage lyrics

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