GQ

[Intro]

[Chorus: PJay Jody & TKay]
My drip looking like GQ (Yeah)
Ey nigga, what's the issue? (Ooh)
Got her chilling in a see-through, ayy
Kickin' it, Ju Jitsu (Is you okay?)
I'm finna pull up in a parachute (Yeah)
Goin' nuts on the daily, no cashew (Scrr-Scrr)
Let me sneeze on a bitch, bless you (Yeah)
If she come for a day she confess too, bless you (Yeah)

[Verse 1: PJay Jody]
Yeah, I'm probably gon' die ballin'
I'm all in, not a job, it's a calling, pays me
Hape I do this on the daily, water sign
Always got the flows with me, wavy
I've been on the flows, I'm the navy
Light bars nigga, click bait, pay me
I'm more Wayne than the Brady
My underground gang working overtime, now we're mainstream
Do what I want Carte Blance, McFarlane
Signed to my own black label, nigga Carling
Cava the combo, but I'm just sparring
Y'all can't touch this, I'm disarming
I'm a rude awakening, I'm alarming
My bars always connect like phone charging
Still hungry, like a come up, I'm starving
Still 'bout it, for the bands but no marching
Y'all haters, to the point you're point guarding
Fuck y'all and y'all bitches, you're just barking
She bends your rules for me, she's arching
You're not feeling small, I'm enlarging

[Chorus: PJay Jody & TKay]
My drip looking like GQ (Yeah)
Ey nigga, what's the issue? (Ooh)
Got her chilling in a see-through, ayy
Kickin' it, Ju Jitsu (Is you okay?)
I'm finna pull up in a parachute (Yeah)
Goin' nuts on the daily, no cashew (Scrr-Scrr)
Let me sneeze on a bitch, bless you (Yeah)
If she come for a day she confess too, bless you (Yeah)

[Verse 2: TKay]
We can talk about it if you hit up my connect
Met a chick, she got ass and she got a rubber neck
Got my cards on the deck bitch, if you wanna bet
Hella ripe everyday, I can never take what's left
Take a sec, who the best, nigga who gon' pay your tab?
Yeah I'm all about the fam but I gotta cut a cheque
King sippin' gin, find me in the lion den
Nigga do it for the bank, I don't do it for the gang
If it's white, it's Hannah Montana for the 'gram
The only thing I never give gotta be a damn
I don't beef and you don't wanna see me go HAM
If she wanna give me head, she gon' need a CAT scan
They know me for making moves but never saw me dance
I still K.O niggas with no teargas
Can't sleep on a nigga when you're high on meds
And change gon' come if you make some sense
See me, see class, nigga, no Benz
Free data make niggas tweet some crap
Door next straight on the J&B Met
Fuck those bitches who stole my pants

[Chorus: PJay Jody & TKay]
My drip looking like GQ (Yeah)
Ey nigga, what's the issue? (Ooh)
Got her chilling in a see-through, ayy
Kickin' it, Ju Jitsu (Is you okay?)
I'm finna pull up in a parachute (Yeah)
Goin' nuts on the daily, no cashew (Scrr-Scrr)
Let me sneeze on a bitch, bless you (Yeah)
If she come for a day she confess too, bless you (Yeah)

[Outro]
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