Suburban (Live)
Quavier
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(MBC you're crazy) Back to back swervin' through them lanes ain't no catchin' me And I know Lee up there watchin' Imma make him proud I know he blessing me I don't know what it was But all I know that girl was playing me And you know I'm a real nigga, I'm watchin' moves ain't no finessing me Militant how we pull up in Suburbans One up in the chest he ain't had no vest I know he hurtin' Cup full of mud take away the pain 'cause that's the purpose And she ain't had no love for me I hope that nigga worth it Double cup full of maple Sippin' lean my stomach hurtin' I can't take it I can't stand no more Can't feel no more my soul reverting Fake in disguise they tellin' lies Told me she love me hoe you lied Imma get evil on 'em a demon in disguise Told 'em sit back watch just how we Pull up back to back All black Suburbans and them foreign coupes And I ain't scared ain't worried bout no nigga Them windows bulletproof Extended clips hanging all outside the window I know that D gon shoot And if we miss then we gon' spin again put that boy on the news I ain't never had no real love She ain't want me she want someone else Heart all on my sleeve This Gucci sweater match my Gucci belt Ran my money way up I'm flexing on these niggas don't care how they felt I need to clear my mind up So I hit 495 all by myself Back to back swervin' through them lanes ain't no catchin' me And I know Lee up there watchin' Imma make him proud I know he blessing me I don't know what it was But all I know that girl was playing me And you know I'm a real nigga, I'm watchin' moves ain't no finessing me Militant how we pull up in Suburbans One up in the chest he ain't had no vest I know he hurtin' Cup full of mud take away the pain 'cause that's the purpose And she ain't had no love for me I hope that nigga worth it I don't know what it was thought it was love Thought how she felt was real Drowning in my emotions ain't got no love I'd rather pop some seals Load it up and cock that shit back Imma make her feel just how I feel Leave his brain all in the streets That boy deceased I bet his soul get reaped Trying to find a way to put my team on They all talk but I don't hear nun Ice on my neck I spent ten g's on I'm rocking Mike Amiri jeans on Double cup I sip Codeine strong Can't love no more that girl she did me wrong So I ran it up and now my money long Dead presidents love how we get along All these cats we racing fresh off the lot Like we came out the zoo He better watch the way he speakin' One false move his brain gettin' knocked loose Five percent all black can't see in We livin' lavish stars all on the roof Had to switch lanes on these niggas They ain't believe So I got a point to prove Back to back swervin' through them lanes ain't no catchin' me And I know Lee up there watchin' Imma make him proud I know he blessing me I don't know what it was But all I know that girl was playing me And you know I'm a real nigga, I'm watchin' moves ain't no finessing me Militant how we pull up in Suburbans One up in the chest he ain't had no vest I know he hurtin' Cup full of mud take away the pain 'cause that's the purpose And she ain't had no love for me I hope that nigga worth it (I hope that nigga worth it) (I hope that nigga worth it)
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