Don Queen (don Q Diss) Lyrics - Tory Lanez

[Skit: Nicki Minaj & Funkmaster Flex] 

—Don't gotta do that 

And Don Q together 

Who's that? 

Yeah, yeah, because they was—they... 

Who's that? 

[Intro] 

Yo, we only doin' this shit once 

It get real frightening, you know? 

I get real disrespectful when niggas get neglectful of what we do over here 

Highbridge stand the fuck up, yeah 

Canada! 

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[Verse] 

Uh, live from the DM, I'm hollerin' at your BM 

We discussin' which color casket you 'bout to leave in 

I did this shit for no reason, I'm lettin' rookies battle 

But how did I get in this battle with A Boogie's shadow? 

Big Apple, New York City, more to pity 

How could I beef with a dude only poppin' in four cities? 

I made Forbes with Diddys and sat top floors with 50s 

And now I'm fully open, I play the bully on 'em 

Call for your squad, you rest, you get decimated 

You lookin' like a Styles P nephew that never made it 

Forever hated on niggas like Boogie and me 

'Cause we was poppin' in New York and every hood that you see 

The day you beat me will be the day you see see 

HOT 97 feedin' you more lovin' than they feed me 

Don't let these niggas gas you on that podcast and CC 

Highbridge, the Label, but only one of y'all on TV 

Only one of y'all'll see awards and eat with the stars 

It ain't really hard to figure out who I'm speakin' up for 

Now that my foot and knee in the door, let's talk about it, no walkin' out it 

We 'bout to see Le'Quincy body with the chalk around it 

I got the full baggage 

You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit ain't even the full package 

Someone tell Quincy I turn beef into mince meat 

Hottest of the century, why did he go up against me? 

I show niggas love and hatred niggas wanna throw back 

He tempted me but never had this energy for Kodak 

You paid DreamDoll for a feature to get the pussy 

And somehow you think you fuckin' with me 

The first night I seen DreamDoll I fucked her for free 

And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me 

Nigga please, this your brother part 

This nigga found Soulja Boy's Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art 

Why battle with A Boogie's shadow? 

Why battle with A Boogie's shadow? 

He ain't even a chapter, he ain't even a factor 

QP and Bubba touchin' way more money than him, they ain't even the rappers 

It hurts when you kill a nigga you love 

Ironic that the salt thrown from the niggas that's slugs 

Chewin' these niggas with no ingestion 

I got a real message for my brother Quincy, my nigga, it's time to go get tested 

It's a couple hoes in Starlets I know you infected 

You really out here fuckin' raw with a scrotum infection 

And what's worse is you know it, still you go unprotected 

You need to focus on a hit, need to go get a record 

See you can find a Don Q in the ho nigga section 

Go get injected with whatever medicine you need to clear up 

'Cause them pills ain't workin' for every time it flare up 

Yuck, I'ma let you breathe on that 

I'm really beggin' that you think about your physical health 

You'll never see your fuckin' album on a physical shelf 

I'll beat your ass, whip your kid with the belt 

You never flipped it to sell 

You're not a hustler, your daddy was a customer 

I got the info from your baby mama playin' nympho 

You drive a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar hosts ain't enough for you to pay those rentals 

You a shameless mental, well my aim is mental, fuck it 

My whole mood I showed y'all fuck it 

My dick, I done told y'all suck it 

I'll punch your fat ass in your stomach 

And make everything in it go up it 

You wrote a tape for your nigga that died 

You made a promise it would pop and that the shit would be live 

Hurts that you had to tell my nigga a lie 

'Cause that mixtape flopped and so did your other five 

Put the gun aside, my nigga, you ain't the one to shoot 

Big guns, nigga, you got locked for a 22 

Pussy gotta keep a gun on his waist 

'Cause you lil' niggas scared to get punched in your face 

Jada said it best, Quincy made his bed to rest 

Invest in a better vest 

Better for my case, these bullets rather hit your head than chest 

Quit actin' like you the mob 

You tryna play Gianni 

But you got ran out of Amazura and Avianne 

The Bridge is over, The Bridge is over 

I got an extra long clip that'll hit your soldiers 

My hand shoot like shampoo hit his head and shoulders 

I'll send his nine year old a Barbie just to send condolence 

Uh, not the money on the head 

40 minutes on stage can put a hundred on his head 

I made so much millis and hundreds of this bread 

I can have the whole Highbridge comin' for his head 

Top floor, Glock's stocked in the top drawer by the 38 

Bound to bring Le'Quincy Anderson up to the pearly gates 

Your daughter just came from turnin' eight 

And takin' L's right in front of her is what you tryna perpetrate? 

All this blood make me regurgitate 

Don't let my Bronx niggas move and have to boost up the murder rate 

But since we're goin' here, I'll let you know I'm here 

'Cause this record right here's 'bout to give you more shine than A Boogie ever gave you in your whole career 

I spit fire, you from the east side of the Bronx, you just a Highbridge dick-rider 

You mad at my nigga Mula 'cause his shit hotter 

I know how it feels 

Nah, I'm lyin', I don't know how it feels 

I just know that everywhere I go a nigga know I'm s'posed to be real 

And I don't know how exposin' me feel, fuck nigga 

[Outro] 

Just to keep it real, I'm only doin' this shit with you once 

You know, I.... I hope, I hope you enjoyed this shit though 

I hope, I hope you take this as a blessing, you know? 

This, this is a lot of pay-per-view time you're gettin' right now 

I know you not used to this, you a little frightened 

But it's okay, my son, you know I still fuck with you, nigga 

And you know, I mean, at least off of this, at least the celebrities might know your name now, you know? 

Like... I hope I did that for you 

Oh, in other words too, you wild ugly, nigga 

Wild fuckin' ugly, nigga 

You wild ugly, nigga 

Fuck outta here