Just Sold Q Da Fool

[Hook]
I just sold a brick through Paypal
I don't battle rap, this ain't 8 Mile
Come behind that gate, I told my young niggas to spray
Fuck made you think you could come around my way
Me and Max sold sixteen, eight plus eight
Guns from Memphis off the freight train
Fuck with that bitch 'cause that lil bitch got great brain
Just went to Shyna now they callin' me 2 Chainz
Versace draws, I don't do Hanes
Pounds in the blunts I don't do planes
Shoot him in the head now the nigga need Rogaine
Two Taurus 9's and they both plain
Don't worry 'bout bitches or court dates
Had to sit down the fork, it been working all day
Cocaine white, cut it up, it turn gray
Better not wait on no nigga, better hustle or pray
Professional, don't leave a trace
These bitches watching just like a flatscreen
Bullet hit his spine, turned that boy to a green bean
I'm 'bout to scoop up the Qualitest just had a lean brain
My bitch cooking up chickens like Ling-Ling
I can serve you molly I can serve you a strain
Pop a xan, pour four lines in a cream
Rich Shootas all that I need