Kush Colonge (Trap Life) lyrics

by

Quavo


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[Intro]
DJ, Knight
Mixtape Monopoly, hoe

[Chorus: Quavo]
Walk up in the club with a hundred racks strong (racks)
Bad b*tch foreign yeah she came from Hong Kong (bad)
VVS shining like who turn the lights on (go, go, go)
Sippin' on lean smelling like that Kush Cologne (lean, yeah)
Walk up in the club with a hundred racks strong (strong)
Bad b*tch foreign yeah she came from Hong Kong (Hong Kong)
VVS shining like who turn the lights on (shining)
Sippin' on lean smelling like that Kush Cologne (yeah, Quavo)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Walk up in club, smellin' like a pound of gang (wow)
Bad b*tch, she foregin and she came from Japan (she foregin)
Who the hell is that, pullin' up-up in a Lamb? (skrt)
Paramana trams, and engine in the rear (zoom, zoom, go)
Diamonds shinin', yeah, like water, see through, clear (see through, clear)
Quavo in the buildin', B.O.G, yes, we here (B.O.G)
VVS shinin', lookin' like a chandelier (shinin')
With my n*gga locked up (go, go), I f*ckin' shed a tear
Bands on me right now (go), you can't turn me down (oh no)
Smokin' on a lotta gas, that came in our town (gas)
Get it from my Migo plug, shoulda called the Boarder (go)
How the hell you get your diamonds? Look like it jet water (splash)
Sippin' on lean, I can't wait until tomorrow (lean)
People comin' with their hands out, askin' to borrow (askin' to borrow)
But I can'T do that, I'm so true dat
Nine on my way, true G, make him say "who dat?" (who dat)

[Chorus: Quavo and Takeoff]
Walk up in the club with a hundred racks strong (racks)
Bad b*tch foreign yeah she came from Hong Kong (bad)
VVS shining like who turn the lights on (go, go, go)
Sippin' on lean smelling like that Kush Cologne (lean, yeah)
Walk up in the club with a hundred racks strong (strong)
Bad b*tch foreign yeah she came from Hong Kong (Hong Kong)
VVS shining like who turn the lights on (shining, Takeoff)
Sippin' on lean smelling like that Kush Cologne (come here, turn up, come here)

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Damn, Takeoff, why your VV's always glistin'? (what it do?)
I make the other religion turn to Christian (ayy, what it do?)
They get on their knees (do what?), they look at me (who else?)
In my Jesus peice (oh, what?), pull up VVS's (oh no)
Gold chizzle chesses (wait)
Love when I wake up in the mornin', thank you for my blessin's (thank you)
And this drug that I take to Hong Kong
Did a show in Australia to promote in Taiwan
Two what, we got this stain
In the club I'm f*ck your man (up)
I can f*ck any b*tch I want OC talk lean when I'm pourin'
Don't leave I got real foreign
Oh, talkin' 'bout your son called Fiji
[?]
OC, every coloured green
That's that money vision
My wrist tired of whippin' in the f*ckin' kitchen (wacho you gon' do?)
Fires, ass up (wait), bet it ain't thrilly
Givin' out drank, make it disappear like a magician

[Chorus: Quavo and Offset]
Walk up in the club with a hundred racks strong (racks)
Bad b*tch foreign yeah she came from Hong Kong (bad)
VVS shining like who turn the lights on (go, go, go)
Sippin' on lean smelling like that Kush Cologne (lean, yeah)
Walk up in the club with a hundred racks strong (strong)
Bad b*tch foreign yeah she came from Hong Kong (Hong Kong, yeah, yeah)
VVS shining like who turn the lights on (Offset, shining, Offset)
Sippin' on lean smelling like that Kush Cologne (yeah, yeah, yeah)

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