A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Role Model Ft Don Q Lyrics

Role Model

[Verse 1: Don Q]
I came to make an example (make an example)
But I’m not a role model (I’m not a role model)
Watch where you facin’ your cameras(facin’)
Niggas got whole problems (niggas got whole problems)

Hiding my face through my skin
They tryna profile us (they tryna what?)
I can’t be givin’ no answers
I know how to go ‘bout it (I know how to go ‘bout it)

[Verse 2: A Boogie Wit A Hoodie]
I can’t make an example
I’m not a role model
I’m workin’ on keepin’ my bands up
I got a whole problem
And I just love stackin’ these bands up
I got a Zo problem
And no I can’t give you no answers
No we don’t know ‘bout it

She do it without no hands, mmm
She do it so sloppy
Bitch when I say I’ma baller
I ain’t a Globe Trotter(I ain’t a Globe Trotter)
Hit up a ni*** from far
They don’t know who shot him
I push a button to start up
Bitch I’m a ghost rider(ghost rider)

[Verse 3: Don Q]
We come in bunches pullin’ cars up
Watch all the hoes spot us
The body painted like a armoured truck
And I keep the toes polished
Leaving them starstruck
These actions are hard to control by us
Undercovers got them guards up
They wanna patrol by us

Pulling us over and breaking the engine
Dig off my toes as they prayin’ and sinnin’
Me, I’ma talk out my face and I’m never hittin’
Luckily I found my way out of the system(switch it up)
New crib, we got 3 stories
Call your friends up, let’s have a freak orgy
And I keep 40 when I need shawty
‘Cause the sneaky hoes tryna decoy me

[Verse 4: A Boogie Wit A Hoodie]
Had a sneaky bitch try to decoy me
Thats a big 40 to your ass, yeah
I probably spent more money on jeans then you ever had, yeah
I stack my bread up and you stay in last, yeah

I hear voices talkin’ to me
Like the ni*** wit’ the hoodie, he the man, yeah
Don talkin’ facts, Artist on the track
Zaytoven with the keys in his bag
(?) and some mean into that
Art plus an oven, heat on the track
I was on the block everyday tryna stay away from the Bs in the spot
Enemies spinnin’ blocks, they just tryna get even wit’ us

[Verse 5: Don Q]
Heard the Ds tryna rush
Bad quarter keys gettin’ flushed
Sayin’ he was missin’, it was reinvention
I just had to clean off the rust
I ain’t ego trippin’
I can hold my own
I ain’t have to lean on the crutch (ain’t have to lean)
Niggas whole team lookin’ sus (lookin’ sus)
Mix a whole bean in a tuss, yeah

No need for the fuss
Old hoes tryna prank call me
1000 Woks on my neck
I turn a night club to a day talk

[Verse 6: A Boogie Wit A Hoodie]
No cap at all
Niggas started movin’ rock and put away the basketball
I don’t act at all
12 years old runnin’ from the cops
Thinkin’ like “what am I robbing for?”
I be chillin’ odd days, only if it’s necessary
We go boomy mode

My blood ni*** named super blood and my clip ni*** named (?) Lowe
(?) he want me to get into money of that shit
But its something I had to do
If I got it on me and I see them niggas that killed Quado ni***

[Outro: Don Q]
I’m not a, I’m not a role model
They askin’ me questions, you know I don’t know ‘bout it, yeah
They sayin’ there’s pressure, we know how to go ‘bout it
Send a caravan full of killers ‘cause I’ma make a load out ‘em
Bitch, bitch
Yuh, yuh, yuh