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Quavo
Quavo
Stimme und Gesang
Takeoff
Takeoff
Stimme und Gesang
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Aaron Raj Tanarasoo
Aaron Raj Tanarasoo
Songwriter:in
Daryl McPherson
Daryl McPherson
Songwriter:in
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter:in
Philipp Lindworsky
Philipp Lindworsky
Songwriter:in
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Quavo
Quavo
Mischtechniker:in
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Produzent:in
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Philipp Lindworsky
Philipp Lindworsky
Produzent:in
Prodbycloud
Prodbycloud
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
(DJ Durell)
They thought we forgot
We ain't forget
[Chorus]
Don't let that broke bitch in 'cause she too messy (Bitch)
Who the fuck them broke boys with? Get out my section (Get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle, goddamn, too much flexin' (Damn)
Caught 'em in traffic on an accident, we pressin' (Got 'em)
Smokin' zaza every second I be stressin'
If you ain't tryna beat 'em, fuck it, won't you stretch 'em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless him (Wipe it)
I dropped a four of purp', I call that shit Chris Webber (Drank, Takeoff)
[Verse 1]
I know you **** wanna be me, but it's levels (Bitch)
I got the gang tatted on me, that's forever (Gang)
Wanna know my moves and all my spots, but I move clever (Move)
Wanna know my stash, how much I got, but I ain't gon' tell 'em (Uh-uh)
Push it, push it, runnin' through it, get that bag, come on (Go)
Titanic yacht, big enough for all my **** to jump on (Come on)
I know she came with you, but she lookin' for me to go home (Me)
Rollie discontinued like the drank I used to sip on
[Verse 2]
And that's Act', ****
Not Wock'
Not Quagen
Not red
[Chorus]
Don't let that broke bitch in 'cause she too messy (Bitch)
Who the fuck them broke boys with? Get out my section (Get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle, goddamn, too much flexin' (Damn)
Caught 'em in traffic on an accident, we pressin' (Got 'em)
Smokin' zaza every second I be stressin'
If you ain't tryna beat 'em, fuck it, won't you stretch 'em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless him (Wipe it)
I dropped a four of purp', I call that shit Chris Webber (Drank, Huncho)
[Verse 3]
I'm the Huncho, bitch, I'm 'bout my cheddar (Quavo)
Lil' ho keep goin' out sad, lil' bitch, do better (Bitch)
She want me to hit it, put my blicky on the dresser (Glocky)
Feelin' brilliant just like Elon, popped a Tesla (Pop it, go)
You ain't got no motion, you can't stand up in my section (Get out)
I said, "Caresha, please" (Soo) 'cause she too messy (Please)
Bitch fucked my dog behind my back, but I ain't stressin' (Not at all)
You wanted the gang, you should've just said it, we would've blessed it (Should've just said it)
Now shit got messy (Uh)
Smokin' exotic shit with an exotic bitch (Exotics)
Geekin', I'm bringin' all kind of narcotics with me (Narcotics)
Got guns on the table, I'm like, "Who fire this is?" (Who?)
This bitch got past security, I'm like, "Who let her in?" (Gang)
[Chorus]
Don't let that broke bitch in 'cause she too messy (Bitch)
Who the fuck them broke boys with? Get out my section (Get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle, goddamn, too much flexin' (Damn)
Caught 'em in traffic on an accident, we pressin' (Got 'em)
Smokin' zaza every second I be stressin'
If you ain't tryna beat 'em, fuck it, won't you stretch 'em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless him (Wipe it)
I dropped a four of purp', I call that shit Chris Webber (Drank)
Written by: Aaron Raj Tanarasoo, Daryl McPherson, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Philipp Lindworsky, Quavious Marshall
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