Q Money
Can’t Slip
[Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
Don
Then she my b*t*h, yeah

[Chorus: Don Q]
Ain't no falling off (Ain’t no, nah) We can't slip
They tryna to call it off (Nah) But we ain't click
I keep foreign broads (What?) Eating d**k
If I bone her raw, then she my b*t*h (Then she my b*t*h, yeah)
I keep pouring raw (What?) We can’t quit (Nah we can't quit, yeah)
I keep dosing off (Yeah) In my whip (In my whip, yeah)
If she don't run the stores, she get 86 (86, yeah)
I send her on a tour, then I pray it hit (I pray it hit, yeah)

[Verse 1: Q Money]
I pray it hit, b*t*h
I been on my sh*t, b*t*h
Riding 'round with a big clip
Better pray that I miss, b*t*h
Money is my main b*t*h and money is my mistress
And that b*t*h is thick-thick (Thick, thick)
Yeah I like 'em thick, big (Yeah)
I got money in my pocket, right hand on my rocket
No I did not go to college but you couldn't tell by a n***a profit
When I'm on the 'gram, I got bad b*t*hes in my comments
I got on two rollies but these b*t*hes not for timing
Yeah I’m from the bottom but a n***a still climbing
I’m gon pop my CD in and I don't care how you feel ’bout it
I just got a deal but a n***a still grinding
They say they gon kill me, tell them n***as keep trying
[Verse 2: Don Q]
I'm who they say the GOAT, tell the streets to take a vote (Vote)
N***as stay awoke, it went to 20K to host
You know I pay to boast, I killed the fox and made a coat
Green and white, b*t*h we killed the block and gave 'em both
You see them lights, better toss them rocks 'fore they approach
They ain’t reading rights, they just uppin' Glocks before they spoke
He ain't even right, info he providing to them folks
How you sleep at night? You suppose to lie when under oath
(Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah)
Keep lawyer paid before the goons (Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah)
I sort the paper through the room (Woah-Woah-Woah-Woah!)
That new Bentayga coming soon (Yeah-Yeah)
B*t*h, I need my 40 acres and my mute

[Chorus: Don Q]
Ain't no falling off (Ain't no, nah) We can't slip
They tryna to call it off (Nah) But we ain't click
I keep foreign broads (What?) Eating d**k
If I bone her raw, then she my b*t*h (Then she my b*t*h, yeah)
I keep pouring raw (What?) We can't quit (Nah we can't quit, yeah)
I keep dosing off (Yeah) In my whip (In my whip, yeah)
If she don't run the stores, she get 86 (86, yeah)
I send her on a tour, then I pray it hit (I pray it hit, yeah)

[Outro: Don Q]
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
And she my b*t*h
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
And she my
Woah-Woah-Woah-Woah!
And that's my b*t*h
Yeah-Yeah