Quavo - Lost It Lyrics
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Lost It
Lost It Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Lost It By Quavo?
Metro be Boomin
The coupe is retarded (skrrt) Louis my carpet (carpet) Don't get us started (huh) I'm back on that boss shit (what) She boujee she bossy (bossy) The top, I done lost it (I lost it) The Bentley don't cost shit (skrrt, skrrt) I walk out the bank rich (walk out the, walk out the, walk out the) Ok, drank sippin', lane switchin' I done brought my gang with me (my gang) Fresh out the freezer, my ice drippin' (ice) Money coming in, my life different Ooh, I might snatch that coupe Yo bitch f*ck, she cute I put the gang on my chain too They going out sad that's nothing new They going out bad, the sad way I put that cash on 3 way Rich nigga drop a baby on a hoe face Where the hell was you at on the broke days? Ooh, yeah I got the birds like falcons She can't get a bag, she pouting I racked up the money, amounting The drip is water, a fountain Streets on lock, all of my niggas still whip the pot No time for the pussy, just want the top Were trappin' in fishes and chicken spots Trap game amazing, I plug walk and they pay me 30 bad bitches goin' crazy Stir fry I'ma whip up a baby Came in this bih wit the gang Too many diamonds my chain Lil' bitch want a ring F*ck her once make her sing Oh might pick up the phone, she got act right Can't open the door the coupe is retarded He cannot afford it The latest designer, already done bought it Gang with me, none of niggas can hand with me Cuban link cost a buck fifty Told her money, bitch you stuck with me The coupe is retarded (skrrt) Louis my carpet (carpet) Don't gotta start it (huh) I'm back on that boss shit (what) She boujee she bossy (bossy) The top, I done lost it (I lost it) The Bentley don't cost shit (skrrt, skrrt) I walk out the bank rich (walk out the, walk out the, walk out the) Ok, drank sippin', lane switchin' I done brought my gang with me (my gang) Fresh out the freezer, my ice drippin' (ice) Money coming in, my life different Ooh, I might snatch that coupe Yo bitch f*ck, she cute I put the gang on my chain too They going out sad that's nothing new Huncho Signature AP (ice), clarity HD (whoo, whoo) Drippin' in water links Bring your jet skis (splash) Order a quarter piece (brr, brr), but do not text me (hello) Big bag of Funyon rings, they want the recipe She got a bag on her, yeah that's because of me She f*ck with the same plug, still with the OGs (OG) Well, how 'bout the new generation (new generation) How 'bout the new elevation (new elevation) What you gon' do when you make it? (huh) Hop out the Lamb, then I skated (skrrt) I brought the gang with me, to the bank with me (yeah) Put that thing in sport, then I started lane switching (skrrt) Jumped off the porch, then I start my gang business (gang gang) Huncho and Rich The Kid plug walkin' to the riches (walkin') You the type of nigga love talkin' to these bitches (talk it) I'm the type of nigga drippin' faucet on these bitches (faucet) Gimme my assist, I'm Tony Parker with these bitches (Tony) The coupe is retarded (skrrt) Louis my carpet (carpet) Don't gotta start it (huh) I'm back on that boss shit (what) She boujee she bossy (bossy) The top, I done lost it (I lost it) The Bentley don't cost shit (skrrt, skrrt) I walk out the bank rich (walk out the, walk out the, walk out the) Ok, drank sippin', lane switchin' I done brought my gang with me (my gang) Fresh out the freezer, my ice drippin' (ice) Money coming in, my life different Ooh, I might snatch that coupe Yo bitch f*ck, she cute I put the gang on my chain too They going out sad that's nothing new Offset! I ran them streets with no cleats 44 millimeter iced out Philippe I get geeked like I'm Screech Stash money in the base like Big Meech Ooh, there's a hunnid racks staying this neat Move, AK-47 stick sweep Her boobs, only $5,000, that's cheap You rude, pull up with the fire, I got heat Doggin' these bitches, don't fall for these bitches Work hard in the kitchen, don't pay her no penny Ooh, I give 'em a K for admission 50 brown, hundred round ammunition I put my kids on her whiskers (shoot 'em), bullets they whistle Bermuda to Cuba, they kissing The cookie polluted the trenches They come hit your noodle for tension Shoot him, hoo, attention Ice, ice, cleanse it Gimme the weight, I bench it They cuttin' your drank, syringe it These niggas big cap, pretending I took me a mile off inches They bite like West Nile, they vicious The coupe is retarded (skrrt) Louis my carpet (carpet) Don't gotta start it (huh) I'm back on that boss shit (what) She boujee she bossy (bossy) The top, I done lost it (I lost it) The Bentley don't cost shit (skrrt, skrrt) I walk out the bank rich (walk out the, walk out the, walk out the) Ok, drank sippin', lane switchin' I done brought my gang with me (my gang) Fresh out the freezer, my ice drippin' (ice) Money coming in, my life different Ooh, I might snatch that coupe Yo bitch f*ck, she cute I put the gang on my chain too They going out sad that's nothing new |
Who Wrote Lost It By Quavo?
Bradley Brandon, Dimitri Leslie Roger, Kiari Cephus, Leland Wayne, Quavious Marshall, Wesley Tyler Glass
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What's The Duration Of The Lost It By Quavo?The duration of Lost It is 4:32 minutes and seconds. |
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