Quavo - Disciples lyrics
Quavo [Quavious Keyate Marshall] Athens, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Quavo - Disciples lyrics]
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 (Close)
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, pop it)
All tears for my mans (Tears)
Wipe my eyes, then start layin' (Wipe it)
Don't be talkin', somebody watchin' (Shh)
Get off the phone
Somebody clockin' what we doin'
Somebody hop in the whip, let's slide
(Skrrt, 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 bitch, I told her "Suck it later"
(Call you back, call you back)
We got some shit we got to handle, baby
(Handle that, handle that)
If you ain't his Unc'
I don't expect you to say shit
(Fuck you, fuck you, nigga)
I'ma shoot my shot, if I get my chance
I take it (Grrah, grrah, 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
(Uh, uh, 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, brr)
Huh, huh, please, don't tell on me, no way
Holmes (No way)
Huh, huh, I'ma always find you a way home
(Swear) I got a big old bag
I gotta keep a bag of that dog shit
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 (Close)
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, pop it)
All tears for my mans (Tears)
Wipe my eyes, then start layin' (Wipe it)
Don't be talkin', somebody watchin' (Shh)
Get off the phone
Somebody clockin' what we doin'
Somebody hop in the whip, let's slide
(Skrrt, 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 bitch, I told her "Suck it later"
(Call you back, call you back)
We got some shit we got to handle, baby
(yeah)
(M-M-M-Murda) Hello?
Yo, what's up?
Man, I don't even feel
Like talkin' right now, man
I don't like talkin' 'bout that
Shit on the phone
I'm just sayin' (Nah)
I just had my heart froze and
Now I close my hand (Close)
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, pop it)
All tears for my mans (Tears)
Wipe my eyes, then start layin' (Wipe it)
Don't be talkin', somebody watchin' (Shh)
Get off the phone
Somebody clockin' what we doin'
Somebody hop in the whip, let's slide
(Skrrt, 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 bitch, I told her "Suck it later"
(Call you back, call you back)
We got some shit we got to handle, baby
(Handle that, handle that)
If you ain't his Unc'
I don't expect you to say shit
(Fuck you, fuck you, nigga)
I'ma shoot my shot, if I get my chance
I take it (Grrah, grrah, 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
(Uh, uh, 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, brr)
Huh, huh, please, don't tell on me, no way
Holmes (No way)
Huh, huh, I'ma always find you a way home
(Swear) I got a big old bag
I gotta keep a bag of that dog shit
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 (Close)
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, pop it)
All tears for my mans (Tears)
Wipe my eyes, then start layin' (Wipe it)
Don't be talkin', somebody watchin' (Shh)
Get off the phone
Somebody clockin' what we doin'
Somebody hop in the whip, let's slide
(Skrrt, 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 bitch, I told her "Suck it later"
(Call you back, call you back)
We got some shit we got to handle, baby
(yeah)
(M-M-M-Murda) Hello?
Yo, what's up?
Man, I don't even feel
Like talkin' right now, man
I don't like talkin' 'bout that
Shit on the phone