Q by Elabs Lyrics
(Verse. 1)
I'm not thinking hard
Stole my daddy's car
Sipping on that NyQuil
Make you feel like you drinking heavy at the bar
Bitches only get it
When I want to give it
Cuz I live it. Always sinning
The room spinning
When I'm spitting it
DXM and M&M's
When the party ends:
Now, bring your friends
Bitches on my lower end
My fine girls on my higher end
I be on that slow flow
Replacing her dildo
Make you look like Bilbo
With the Ring on: invisible
Mixing in my studio
I make you sound like crispy gold
I'm all about that money flow
Get money like Romanov
I'm sweet like the Devil
I'm white and I'm yellow
I'm one fine fellow
All my honey's say hello
I'm triller than my mellow
Can't play this on cello
Got your girl on my girl
Call my karma Caramello
(Chorus)
At night I NyQuil
I feel like my time stills
I write like I write feel
I'm so fake I feel real
When you take those high pills
Drugs give you those "I will's."
Now you know how I feel:
When you take my NyQuil
(Verse 2)
Smoking on my Swisher:
Watch me tap the ash
Indiana girls:
Watch me tap that ass
I give her good loving
I give my good stuffing
I make that pussy rain:
You gonna need that plumbing
Kicking on my Sperry's or
Kicking on my Vans
Throwing on that crew neck and
Them Wayfarer Ray-Ban's
I'm more alive than you will live
The night I die, I will re-live
I'll resurrect like Jesus did
You'll remember me like Jackson
I don't pay no taxes
You can't read what your back says
I'm fucked-up relaxing
My dick: that's what's in
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Lololol make a wish 11:11
Pray to God that you can get back into Heaven
With my seven
Gotta get a tight grip
Cuz I'm tripping on the tip
Gotta take a big sip
(Girl) Lend me your lips
I be on that Dramamine
I make you scream for more of me
I give you all that I can give
Along with all the drama scenes
You make me feel so sick inside
I'm scared I feel like Halloween
I can't believe I almost died
It's all illuminati
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
I'm not thinking hard
Stole my daddy's car
Sipping on that NyQuil
Make you feel like you drinking heavy at the bar
Bitches only get it
When I want to give it
Cuz I live it. Always sinning
The room spinning
When I'm spitting it
DXM and M&M's
When the party ends:
Now, bring your friends
Bitches on my lower end
My fine girls on my higher end
I be on that slow flow
Replacing her dildo
Make you look like Bilbo
With the Ring on: invisible
Mixing in my studio
I make you sound like crispy gold
I'm all about that money flow
Get money like Romanov
I'm sweet like the Devil
I'm white and I'm yellow
I'm one fine fellow
All my honey's say hello
I'm triller than my mellow
Can't play this on cello
Got your girl on my girl
Call my karma Caramello
(Chorus)
At night I NyQuil
I feel like my time stills
I write like I write feel
I'm so fake I feel real
When you take those high pills
Drugs give you those "I will's."
Now you know how I feel:
When you take my NyQuil
(Verse 2)
Smoking on my Swisher:
Watch me tap the ash
Indiana girls:
Watch me tap that ass
I give her good loving
I give my good stuffing
I make that pussy rain:
You gonna need that plumbing
Kicking on my Sperry's or
Kicking on my Vans
Throwing on that crew neck and
Them Wayfarer Ray-Ban's
I'm more alive than you will live
The night I die, I will re-live
I'll resurrect like Jesus did
You'll remember me like Jackson
I don't pay no taxes
You can't read what your back says
I'm fucked-up relaxing
My dick: that's what's in
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Lololol make a wish 11:11
Pray to God that you can get back into Heaven
With my seven
Gotta get a tight grip
Cuz I'm tripping on the tip
Gotta take a big sip
(Girl) Lend me your lips
I be on that Dramamine
I make you scream for more of me
I give you all that I can give
Along with all the drama scenes
You make me feel so sick inside
I'm scared I feel like Halloween
I can't believe I almost died
It's all illuminati
(Chorus)
(Chorus)