Quelle the Prophet - Right On Q Lyrics

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

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