Right There #FirstDayOut Q Da Fool

[Hook]
I'm on Largo road, nigga right there
Don't pull up on the strip, meet me right there
You can look but baby please do not stare
Got them fishes like a motherfucking bear
Get more ass than a motherfucking chair
Since a kid, been a motherfucking player
Load my Glock, then I say me a prayer

[Verse 1]
Largo road, turned that shit to Decatur
Come out the cut, just like a cicada
My choppa bakery yeah I got them flavors
Learned young that you can't do no favors
It's crazy cause your main bitch is my favorite
Good pussy but no I cannot save it
Allah is the only one that I'm praising
In the psych ward, hell yeah a nigga crazy
I was really on them jail yards with the murderers and the prisoners
If you talking bout them real niggas, then I swear to God you gotta mention us
My bitch said "Q da fool boy you gotta stop smoking on that angel dust"
And I don't really fuck with no nigga but Smith and Wesson hell yea I trust
No snitching, no statements, no lectures
I smell pussy, hell yeah I'm bout to press him
That draco, that's my pretty bitch, I'm bout to dress her
In the trap, all we got is stoves, pots and them dressers
Bitch I'm known to bring that pressure, I can't tote it if it ain't extra
I'm talking green grits and cheddar
Dropped out, trap taught me how to measure