Tag: QC


Lil Baby – Leaked lyrics




[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
We ain’t talked in like a week straight
I been all on the interstate
I been tryna go and get this cake
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas

[Verse 1]
They thinkin’ I lost it, remind them niggas
I can get flyer than niggas
Hundred thousand in a Gucci bookbag
They thinkin’ I signed them niggas
I’m living my life up, this Rollie I got on don’t tick tock
Still on that bullshit, if you pull up on me, let the stick talk
I’m in LA with the vibes, Dane in the cut getting high
She tryna get in my ride, she tryna turn up tonight, yeah
I was running up cash, yeah, I had ran up a bag
And they started gettin’ mad, yeah
But I didn’t get mad, I just kept getting cash, yeah
And I’m in my bag, yeah, now I’m in my bag, yeah
She wanna get with me, she know that I’m sticky, but I’m in my bag now
She wasn’t fucking with me, she didn’t come around, she wishing she had now
‘Cause I’m in my bag now
I’m in the bag, the Goyard to be exact
Three hundred racks inside it, ain’t no cap
I could’ve bought a Wraith today, yeah yeah
I ran it up, they supposed to hate
I’m digging this lifestyle
Water drippin’ on me like I’m a faucet
The crew with me right now
You can play, just proceed with caution
I popped the wrong pill, now I’m nauseous
I need to get off this drank, it’s a problem
I took a Tesla and landed on Mars​
Lord please wake me up tomorrow

[Chorus]
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
They thinkin’ I lost it, remind them niggas
I can get flyer than niggas
Hundred thousand in a Gucci bookbag
They thinkin’ I signed them niggas
I’m living my life up, this Rollie I got on don’t tick tock
Still on that bullshit, if you pull up on me, let the stick talk
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas

[Verse 2]
They know they can’t beat me, so they tryna leave me
And she tryna leave me, but I ain’t gon’ let her
Diamonds on Fiji, I’m running with QC
And Reebok endorse me, went up a new level
I’m loving this lifestyle and niggas wanna be me
I know they won’t catch up, but I ain’t gon’ let ’em
As soon as the money get up to a million, put it in the ground and then buy a new shovel
How you gon’ be in yo feelings when I’m in my feelings?
We both can’t be in our feelings
I ain’t gon’ lie when you thinkin’ I did it, I did it
It’s something ’bout your intuition
I’m telling you no lies, I’m tired of seeing you cry
Come here girl, let me wipe your eye
Everything gon’ be alright

[Chorus]
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas




Young Dro – Hell Is You Doin




[Hook: Skippa da Flippa]
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell is you doing?
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell you doing?

[Hook: Skippa da Flippa]
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell is you doing?
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell you doing?

[Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa]
Hell is you doing, chopping the fishes, they fluent
Migo the fam, QC the label
You should follow my movement
You staring and looking like you looking coolest
Hell is you doing?
Do a dropoff, I guess you brought a [?] in
Hell is you doing?
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
Hell is you doing? I just kicked the dope for a hundred bands up in Munich
You know that your bitch she sucking my dick and it’s soothing
Which one is you choosing?
I met her at Newmans, don’t get no confusing
She swallowed my semen in Niemen’s
Then tried try to kiss me, bitch hell is you doing?
Newport and Lewis, saw my friend Lucas
50 bands pay for the hitman
Hit em with the cool and you flew to Saint Louis

[Hook: Skippa da Flippa]
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell is you doing?
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell you doing?

[Hook: Skippa da Flippa]
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell is you doing?
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell you doing?

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Hell is you doing, 33 bricks like I am Patrick Ewing
I’m taking the pot, I finger fuck it and my wrist it be screwing
Baow, Baow, Baow, Hrah, fuck nigga hell is you doing?
Bitch nigga don’t move or your life, you’ll lose
I’ll turn your body into fucking fluid
My trap got insurance, [?]
When I hit the block, bet I rule it
Hell is you do nigga cool it
Call up my nigga, he’ll hit you with the ruler
Quavo [?] in Saint Louis
Hit a nigga with a bat like a Cardinal
Money, pounds, and ammunition in a nigga’s arsenal
Young niggas remarkable
Chop it up with Migo Carlos
Talking bout numbers like barcodes
We talking in person bout brick fare
No label coming in on truck loads
You an impostor like Gusto
Get out my face, might be homo

[Hook: Skippa da Flippa]
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell is you doing?
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell you doing?

[Hook: Skippa da Flippa]
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell is you doing?
Hell is you doing, hell is you doing
What the hell you doing?


K$upreme – Ten Deep (feat. Lil Yachty)


[Hook: K$upreme]
And every time you see me
Nigga I be with the gang, probably ten deep
My niggas stay with me, money stay with me
Bitches stay with me, foreign things stay with me
Flexing on niggas man, these niggas centipedes
I be with the gang, probably ten deep
I be blowing on strong, nigga out that backwood
Hit your ho from the back, she say that dick feel good

[Verse 1: K$upreme]
All these Ben Franklins on me, nigga I feel good
And on my niggas I would never go Hollywood
I smoke a loud loud loud up in Hollywood
I been addicted to this guap since my childhood
Lil nigga posted in my neighborhood
Lil nigga selling weed in high school
My ear look like a fucking ice cube
Got some money then I bought a beamer coupe
Ballin’ on niggas then, I was never good at hoops
Splurging, spent a thousand on my shoes
Working, ’til I get a million blues
Never sat on my ass, always on the move

[Hook: K$upreme]
And every time you see me
Nigga I be with the gang, probably ten deep
My niggas stay with me, money stay with me
Bitches stay with me, foreign things stay with me
Flexing on niggas man, these niggas centipedes
I be with the gang, probably ten deep
I be blowing on strong, nigga out that backwood
Hit your ho from the back, she say that dick feel good

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Niggas don’t see me hangin’ with the fuck arounds
Nope not all
Cause these niggas mama’s boys, I’m a fucking hound dog
Running to the fetty, in the cold rocking skin yeti
Yellow jumpsuit, all I need was a real machete (Kill Bill)
K$upreme my blood brother, we be war ready
I done fucked every hatin’ bitch just for being petty
All about my O’s and my sauce like some kid’s spaghetti
Ran it up so much in 2016, not a soul was ready
I get bitches so wet, the way it’s really messy
They gon’ hate, let ’em hate ’cause them checks comin’
Nigga diss QC again, we gon’ start drummin’ bitch

[Hook: K$upreme]
And every time you see me
Nigga I be with the gang, probably ten deep
My niggas stay with me, money stay with me
Bitches stay with me, foreign things stay with me
Flexing on niggas man, these niggas centipedes
I be with the gang, probably ten deep
I be blowing on strong, nigga out that backwood
Hit your ho from the back, she say that dick feel good

[Hook: K$upreme]
And every time you see me
Nigga I be with the gang, probably ten deep
My niggas stay with me, money stay with me
Bitches stay with me, foreign things stay with me
Flexing on niggas man, these niggas centipedes
I be with the gang, probably ten deep
I be blowing on strong, nigga out that backwood
Hit your ho from the back, she say that dick feel good


Johnny Cinco – Family (feat. Lil Yachty) (Same Time, Every Time Mixtape)


[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Most these niggas they some wannabes
If you ain’t my friend then you my enemy
Ain’t got the same blood but he like kin to me
That’s my brother, that’s my family

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Most these niggas they some wannabes
If you ain’t my friend then you my enemy
Ain’t got the same blood but he like kin to me
That’s my brother, that’s my family

[Verse: Lil Yachty & Johnny Cinco]
I might be the youngest on the QC family tree
But I bet your baby mama sister fond of me
And I won’t take her to my home, she at the omane
These hoes some action, I should give ‘em all a nominee
Yeah, Johnny Papi, I’m the one who made it
And the Rolex that I’m rocking is a one of three
Came a long way from that block, that shit a lot to leave
And that lil money you talkin’ don’t mean none’ to me
And that bitch pussy so wet it’s like a pond to me
Dropped a 30 all on my neck like fuck economy
And my brothers they been with me since the Dollar Tree
And my brothers they been with me since the ahh
If I’m having and they ain’t having we gon’ ball
If I’m stunting then we gon’ be stuntin’ ‘til we fall
I’m in a Wraith, you in a Wraith, we got it all
Nigga we gon’ play, we gon’ ball
Throwin’ up, they was on ball
Pray the paper, planes stay soo tall
Lot of niggas hate, fuck all of y’all

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Most these niggas they some wannabes
If you ain’t my friend then you my enemy
Ain’t got the same blood but he like kin to me
That’s my brother, that’s my family

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Most these niggas they some wannabes
If you ain’t my friend then you my enemy
Ain’t got the same blood but he like kin to me
That’s my brother, that’s my family

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
These niggas faker than fake
I’ma live my life so great
These niggas swear they so real
If I get caught they gon peel
These niggas, these niggas pussy
These bitches fraud
Oh no
Oh no


Johnny Cinco – Family (feat. Lil Yachty)


[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Most these niggas they some wannabes
If you ain’t my friend then you my enemy
Ain’t got the same blood but he like kin to me
That’s my brother, that’s my family

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Most these niggas they some wannabes
If you ain’t my friend then you my enemy
Ain’t got the same blood but he like kin to me
That’s my brother, that’s my family

[Verse: Lil Yachty & Johnny Cinco]
I might be the youngest on the QC family tree
But I bet your baby mama sister fond of me
And I won’t take her to my home, she at the omane
These hoes some action, I should give ‘em all a nominee
Yeah, Johnny Papi, I’m the one who made it
And the Rolex that I’m rocking is a one of three
Came a long way from that block, that shit a lot to leave
And that lil money you talkin’ don’t mean none’ to me
And that bitch pussy so wet it’s like a pond to me
Dropped a 30 all on my neck like fuck economy
And my brothers they been with me since the Dollar Tree
And my brothers they been with me since the ahh
If I’m having and they ain’t having we gon’ ball
If I’m stunting then we gon’ be stuntin’ ‘til we fall
I’m in a Wraith, you in a Wraith, we got it all
Nigga we gon’ play, we gon’ ball
Throwin’ up, they was on ball
Pray the paper, planes stay soo tall
Lot of niggas hate, fuck all of y’all

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Most these niggas they some wannabes
If you ain’t my friend then you my enemy
Ain’t got the same blood but he like kin to me
That’s my brother, that’s my family

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Most these niggas they some wannabes
If you ain’t my friend then you my enemy
Ain’t got the same blood but he like kin to me
That’s my brother, that’s my family

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
These niggas faker than fake
I’ma live my life so great
These niggas swear they so real
If I get caught they gon peel
These niggas, these niggas pussy
These bitches fraud
Oh no
Oh no