Can’t Slip

By Don Q

On Underrated

Released on December 7, 2018

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[Intro]

Yung Lan on the track

Don

Then she my bitch, yeah


[Chorus: Don Q]

Ain't no falling off (Ain’t no, nah) We can't slip

They tryna to call it off (Nah) But we ain't click

I keep foreign broads (What?) Eating dick

If I bone her raw, then she my bitch (Then she my bitch, yeah)

I keep pouring raw (What?) We can’t quit (Nah we can't quit, yeah)

I keep dosing off (Yeah) In my whip (In my whip, yeah)

If she don't run the stores, she get 86 (86, yeah)

I send her on a tour, then I pray it hit (I pray it hit, yeah)


[Verse 1: Q Money]

I pray it hit, bitch

I been on my shit, bitch

Riding 'round with a big clip

Better pray that I miss, bitch

Money is my main bitch and money is my mistress

And that bitch is thick-thick (Thick, thick)

Yeah I like 'em thick, big (Yeah)

I got money in my pocket, right hand on my rocket

No I did not go to college but you couldn't tell by a nigga profit

When I'm on the 'gram, I got bad bitches in my comments

I got on two rollies but these bitches not for timing

Yeah I’m from the bottom but a nigga still climbing

I’m gon pop my CD in and I don't care how you feel ’bout it

I just got a deal but a nigga still grinding

They say they gon kill me, tell them niggas keep trying


[Verse 2: Don Q]

I'm who they say the GOAT, tell the streets to take a vote (Vote)

Niggas stay awoke, it went to 20K to host

You know I pay to boast, I killed the fox and made a coat

Green and white, bitch we killed the block and gave 'em both

You see them lights, better toss them rocks 'fore they approach

They ain’t reading rights, they just uppin' Glocks before they spoke

He ain't even right, info he providing to them folks

How you sleep at night? You suppose to lie when under oath

(Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah)

Keep lawyer paid before the goons (Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah)

I sort the paper through the room (Woah-Woah-Woah-Woah!)

That new Bentayga coming soon (Yeah-Yeah)

Bitch, I need my 40 acres and my mute


[Chorus: Don Q]

Ain't no falling off (Ain't no, nah) We can't slip

They tryna to call it off (Nah) But we ain't click

I keep foreign broads (What?) Eating dick

If I bone her raw, then she my bitch (Then she my bitch, yeah)

I keep pouring raw (What?) We can't quit (Nah we can't quit, yeah)

I keep dosing off (Yeah) In my whip (In my whip, yeah)

If she don't run the stores, she get 86 (86, yeah)

I send her on a tour, then I pray it hit (I pray it hit, yeah)


[Outro: Don Q]

Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah

And she my bitch

Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah

And she my

Woah-Woah-Woah-Woah!

And that's my bitch

Yeah-Yeah