Right On Q

I'm here to get the chips, then the kid dipping Word to Todd P, I hit the pen pimping Catch me laid back, apple juice sipping Or look at what I'm whipping in the kitchen hear me I got my styles in the bag hear me You only speak when others have your back hear me You aint ready for the bounce pass hear me Quelle Pharrell, like the last, off the glass. All class, look at that Kept it jumping in the function All I ever had was word-hustling Coming off the hip with it and busting Later came the aim, then the substance They aint let me surf, so I made a wave The goal never changed, brola get paid Somewhere on a beach beneath all the shade While I make my pay, make pay hear me I came out the abyss I got beats on my Kill-Bill list This production 286 If I'm coming for it, I aint going to miss I went through too much just to up and stop And let my people down, bruh I rather not Bruh I rather give it everything I got Just to increase value in my stock You only came around after I had popped Don't be coming in with your hand out I put the work in, so I stand out Adapting to whatever I didn't plan out See, me, I have a love-hate thing with fate But when the pressure come, I'm trying to make it shake Aint nobody great ever played it safe I set my money up with time on a date They was cute or whatever, but I already ate Whole plate of cake, bruh I couldn't wait First I said my grace, then I laid waste The first loser always come in second place And I left no trace when I came through They overlooked, but look what I came to Right on cue