HOTEL LOBBY (Unc & Phew) - A COLORS SHOW lyrics

by

Quavo


[Intro]
M-M-M-Murda

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Let's get it
Hop off a sixteen passenger
This a G5, no, this not a Challenger (Big one)
I keep some members with me and the freaks get coach seats
They some cannibals (Eaters)
They like to get geeked, drink a whole bottle, wake up and repeat (Damn)
She took a lil' (Shh), mixed it with the (Chill out)
Now she said she seein' 3D (Wow)
I go in the jungle and ain't got a coat, I bet I come out with a mink (I bet I)
Do this sh*t for the fam 'cause this sh*t bigger than me (Big)
Colored stonеs in my infinity link, and in the factory, masterpiecе (Factory)
I call him twin 'cause that be my brother
We got the same Rollie, he matchin' me (Nah, for real)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Water on me like the sauna (Wet), some karats, some pointers (Woo)
All these commas, I won't fumble (Fumble)
Migo gunners out the jungle (Migo)
Buy it all, f*ck a fronter (f*ck n*gga)
Cake on me, no funnel (Woo, cash)
Drop-top, feelin' like Stunna (Hah, drop-top)
Get these plays, no runners (We gone)
Chrome Heart wallet (Woo), takin' my pilot (Woo)
Take three vibes to the tropics (Tropics)
n*ggas wasn't sh*t (sh*t), I was outside just servin' narcotics (Narcotics, woo)
Yeah, pass me that stick, n*gga made one wrong move, just pop him (Pop him, brrt)
Uh, left it on bro with a ho flooded, out in the hotel lobby (Flooded)
[Verse 2: Quavo]
It's crowded, diamonds be dancin' like Bobby (They dancin')
Don't touch it, this Glock, it be c*cky (Don't touch it)
Shroom and G6 departed (We geekin')
b*tch, it gon' trend on the topic (Keep trendin')
The way I pull up, I'ma pop it and none of these n*ggas gon' stop me (Pull up, gone)
Put this sh*t on, get a cup for the drip, I'm a muhf*ckin' faucet (Kilo)
Keep stackin', your bank gone get bigger (Go)
Never will I throw some shade on no n*gga (On Take')
Lil' n*gga, don't play with these n*ggas (No)
I see the big picture, we up on these n*ggas (Uh)
The Huncho, the one can call on me, n*gga ('Cho)
I got your back, you can follow me, n*gga (Foll')
When I get up, we gon' ball on these n*ggas (Ball)
f*ckin' sh*t up 'cause we beat out the system (f*ck the system)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Water on me like the sauna (Wet), some karats, some pointers (Woo)
All these commas, I won't fumble (Fumble)
Migo gunners out the jungle (Migo)
Buy it all, f*ck a fronter (f*ck n*gga)
Cake on me, no funnel (Woo, cash)
Drop-top, feelin' like Stunna (Hah, drop-top)
Get these plays, no runners (We gone)
Chrome Heart wallet, smoke with my pilot
Take three vibes to the tropics (Go)
n*ggas wasn't sh*t, I was outside just servin' narcotics (Narcotics, woo)
Yeah, pass me that stick, n*gga made one wrong move, just pop him (Pop him, brrt)
Uh, left it on bro with a ho flooded, out in the hotel lobby (Flooded)
[Outro: Quavo]
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