Body Guard Q Da Fool & Gucci Mane

[Intro: Gucci Mane & Q Da Fool]
Ha, Q Da Fool
Rich Shoota
And Guwop
Ha, it's Gucci
[?]
HB
Go!

[Verse 1: Q Da Fool]
Fuck a bodyguard I'm too hard nigga
I love my brother caught some charges with him
Put some bread on his head my shooters bound to get him
Hopped out with the Draco and got him I rip him (Blllrt, baw!)
Bought so much work the plug let me fuck his sister
Rich Shootas sellin' bricks of crystal (Rich Shoota)
I'm beefin' so hard that I gotta keep a missile
Can't let down my OG I gotta hit you
Before I seen him I got pissed usin' pistols (Bah, bah, bah!)
7.62s, they stickin' with you (Stickin' with you)
I'm a Rich Shoota I mean it (Mean it)
Migo touched down with them bricks they the cleanest (The cleanest)
Dropped out of school streets turned me to a genius
Fuck the game, man they can suck my penis ([?])
Just like a bullet they will never see me ([?])
You wonder if we comin' nigga we gon' bring it