HOTEL LOBBY (Unc & Phew) [- A COLORS SHOW] Lyrics By Quavo

• Artist Quavo
• Featured Takeoff
• Title HOTEL LOBBY (Unc & Phew) [- A COLORS SHOW]
• Album QRÖMELIFE (Extended Version)

M-M-M-Murda
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'—, mixed it with the— (Shh, 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 shit for the fam 'cause this shit bigger than me (Big)
Colored stones in my infinity link, and in the factory, masterpiece (Factory)
I call him twin 'cause that be my brother
We got the same Rollie, he matchin' me (Nah, for real)
Water on me like the sauna, some karats, some pointers (Wet, woo)
All these commas, I won't fumble (Fumble)
Migo gunners out the jungle (Migo)
Buy it all, fuck a fronter (Fuck ****)
Cake on me, no funnel (Woo, cash)
Drop-top, feelin' like Stunna (Hah, drop-top)
Catch these plays, no runners (We gone)
Chrome Heart wallet, takin' my pilot (Woo, woo)
Take three vibes to the tropics (Tropics)
**** wasn't shit, I was outside just servin' narcotics (Shit, narcotics, woo)
Yeah, pass me that stick, **** made one wrong move, just pop him (Pop him, brrt)
Uh, blame it on bro with a ho flooded out in the hotel lobby (Flooded)
It's crowded, diamonds be dancin' like Bobby (They dancin')
Don't touch it, this Glock, it be cocky (Don't touch it)
Shroom and G6 the party (We get it)
Bitches gon' trend, I'm the topic (Keep trendin')
The way I pull up, I'ma pop it and none of these **** gon' stop me (Pull up, gone)
Put this shit on, get a cup for the drip, I'm a muhfuckin' faucet (Kilo)
Keep stackin', your bank gone get bigger (Go)
Never will I throw some shade on no **** (On Take')
Lil' ****, don't play with these **** (No)
I see the big picture, we up on these **** (Uh)
The Huncho, the one, you can call on me, **** ('Cho)
I got your back, you can follow me, **** (Foll')
When I get up, we gon' ball on these **** (Ball)
Fuckin' shit up 'cause we beat out the system (Fuck the system)
Water on me like the sauna, some karats, some pointers (Wet, woo)
All these commas, I won't fumble (Fumble)
Migo gunners out the jungle (Migo)
Buy it all, fuck a fronter (Fuck ****)
Cake on me, no funnel (Woo, cash)
Drop-top, feelin' like Stunna (Hah, drop-top)
Catch these plays, no runners (We gone)
Chrome Heart wallet, smoke with my pilot
Take three vibes to the tropics (Go)
**** wasn't shit, I was outside just servin' narcotics (Narcotics, woo)
Yeah, pass me that stick, **** made one wrong move, just pop him (Pop him, brrt)
Uh, blame it on bro with a ho flooded out in the hotel lobby (Flooded)
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