Disciples (Explicit)-Quavo

歌手 : Quavo

专辑 : Rocket Power (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:48

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TXT Disciples (Explicit)-Quavo 文本歌词

Disciples (Explicit) - Quavo

Lyrics by：Oriel Bitton/Quavious Keyate Marshall/Shane Lindstrom

Composed by：Oriel Bitton/Quavious Keyate Marshall/Shane Lindstrom

Produced by：Bitton/Murda Beatz

This year

I can't play with y'all niggas

I'm just sayin'

Nah

I just had my heart froze and now I close my hand

I ain't got nothin' to give

Niggas out here playin'

Playin'

I know it's been some years

But now I'm takin' Xans

Pop it

All tears for my mans

Tears

Wipe my eyes

Then start layin'

Wipe it

Don't be talking

Somebody watchin'

Shh

Get off the phone

Somebody clockin' what we doin'

Somebody hop in the whip

Let's slide

Skrrt

Ain't no demon

We disciples

'Ciples

Malcolm had a rifle

Had to roll up in some bible paper

Yeah

Brr

That's my *****

I told her Suck it later

Call you back

We got some **** we got to handle

Baby

Handle that

If you ain't his Unc

I don't expect you to say ****

**** you

Nigga

I'ma shoot my shot

If I get my chance

I take it

Grrah

Ain't no muslim

I need all the bacon

I need all the cash

I'ma trap right here

'Til the block gets vacant

The blue

Now it turned into survival

Survive

I don't trust nothin' but my family and my rifle

Nothin'

I ain't payin' attention to nobody but my rivals

Nope

I ain't know I had that many bosses in my iPhone

Brr

Huh

Please don't tell on me

No way

Holmes

No way

Huh

I'ma always find you a way home

Swear

I got a big old bag

I gotta keep a bag of that dog ****

Dirty money

Wash my hands with dirty money and wash it clean

Everybody know I'm gon' ignite

The way them birds sing

Brr

Preachin' nothin' violence

With my gun Huncho Luther King

Woo

What you wanna be

You wanna be a gangster or a chief

Long as I live and I breathe

You can't take my seat

Huncho

This year

I can't play with y'all niggas

I'm just sayin'

Nah

I just had my heart froze and now I close my hand

I ain't got nothin' to give

Niggas out here playin'

Playin'

I know it's been some years

But now I'm takin' Xans

Pop it

All tears for my mans

Tears

Wipe my eyes

Then start layin'

Wipe it

Don't be talking

Somebody watchin'

Shh

Get off the phone

Somebody clockin' what we doin'

Somebody hop in the whip

Let's slide

Skrrt

Ain't no demon

We disciples

'Ciples

Malcolm had a rifle

Had to roll up in some bible paper

Yeah

Brr

That's my *****

I told her Suck it later

Call you back

We got some **** we got to handle

Baby

Yeah

M-M-M-Murda

Hello

What's up

Man

I don't even feel like talking right now

Man

I don't like talking about that **** on the phone