[Chorus: Quavo]
These niggas be saying they having
These niggas silly like the rabbits
You said that Trix for kids
Then why you trick off on that bitch?
You need to stop lying and flexing
Who the fuck you be impressing?
You need to stop lying and flexing
Who the fuck you be impressing?
These niggas be saying they having
These niggas silly like the rabbits
You said that Trix for kids
Then why you trick off on that bitch?
You need to stop lying and flexing
Who the fuck you be impressing?
You need to stop lying and flexing
Who the fuck you be impressing?
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Niggas be acting hard like they God
Until a nigga run right up on his pockets
She don't want a check, that bitch want some Molly
I heard you're paying her tuition through college
Boss nigga, I ain't never been sorry
I'm in Miami, catching live calamari
We running from twelve in the Tauru
I do not eat on the Percocets, feeling nauseous
We got the world dabbing on the news, look at Monica Kaufman
If a nigga wasn't rapping
I'd probably go play with the Dolphins
Broke niggas just be talking
Pass around hoes like Quavo Ty Lawson
The Hitech came in the glass coffin
Smoking on cookies, I'm coughing in Boston
Money sticking to me just like a velcro
I take the pot and beat it with my elbow
I take your bitch and gave her the Chanel toes
These niggas male hoes, Deuce Bigalow
What you think I'm in the river for?
Plugged in, umbilical
Hundred thousands in the fishbowl
Creeping through your backdoor on my tippy toes
These niggas be saying they having
These niggas silly like the rabbits
You said that Trix for kids
Then why you trick off on that bitch?
You need to stop lying and flexing
Who the fuck you be impressing?
You need to stop lying and flexing
Who the fuck you be impressing?
These niggas be saying they having
These niggas silly like the rabbits
You said that Trix for kids
Then why you trick off on that bitch?
You need to stop lying and flexing
Who the fuck you be impressing?
You need to stop lying and flexing
Who the fuck you be impressing?
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Niggas be acting hard like they God
Until a nigga run right up on his pockets
She don't want a check, that bitch want some Molly
I heard you're paying her tuition through college
Boss nigga, I ain't never been sorry
I'm in Miami, catching live calamari
We running from twelve in the Tauru
I do not eat on the Percocets, feeling nauseous
We got the world dabbing on the news, look at Monica Kaufman
If a nigga wasn't rapping
I'd probably go play with the Dolphins
Broke niggas just be talking
Pass around hoes like Quavo Ty Lawson
The Hitech came in the glass coffin
Smoking on cookies, I'm coughing in Boston
Money sticking to me just like a velcro
I take the pot and beat it with my elbow
I take your bitch and gave her the Chanel toes
These niggas male hoes, Deuce Bigalow
What you think I'm in the river for?
Plugged in, umbilical
Hundred thousands in the fishbowl
Creeping through your backdoor on my tippy toes
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