Hoodrich Pablo Juan - Quablo lyrics

[Intro: Quavo + Hoodrich Pablo Juan] (Zaytoven!) Yeah, Quavo Pablo Juan Pablo, huh Quablo, woah Quablo, who? Quablo, what? Huh, woo! Uh! [Verse 1: Quavo] n***as actin' like b**hes b**hes actin' like n***as Keep a knife and a pistol Never know how I'm gon' hit you (no) Pablo Juan, yeah he with me (ayy!) He a hoodrich n***a All the squad, yeah they with it (ayy!) Call my nawf side n***as I used to play ball in school Call me Quavo Warren Moon Skippin' cla**, break the rules Now all my friends, they lawyers and Jews (woo) I bought my young n***as choppas (grrrah) In the game I've been a starter (ayy) They put me in the game as a rookie But I learned how to move smarter (Quablo) [Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Don't think he gravy 'cause I rap, n***a Still in the hood with the strap, n***a Mailman pull up, the pack delivered (do-do-do) I got more fish than Long John Silver's (I got the fish) Young rich n***a, white gold, no silver Call up Quavo, he'll go Matilda I got enough bricks to build a buildin' It's Pablo Juan, I'm a hell of a dealer [?] ice, their Rollie outdated Me and Quavo spend a hundred in Vegas K, K, K, my young n***a racist Maison Margiela with fur, no laces [Verse 3: Quavo] We pull up, these n***as be shook up (woo!) Sniper upstairs, don't look up You lookin' for your b**h, we took her (where?) Pinkie ring, sloppy, boogers (ugh) We bought a ticket to the moon (cash) Tryna find a way to sneak the goons (goonies) I'll pay the tab for the shooters We put the moon rock in hookahs I took my b**h to Bermuda And now she want a f**in' poodle (damn) Tell Will Smith and Martin Lawrence We shoulda played the Bad Boys movies [Verse 4: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Pull up in the Mike Lowrey Porsche They gon' eat it up, full corse Pressin' these n***as, full court Trap with a map like I'm Pablo the Explorer I got more green than a golf course Two phones, but I always ignore 'em Look at the menu and place your order If you owe me then pay me, I need every quarter [Verse 5: Quavo] Trappin' early in the mornin', Tom Joyner If you ain't heard about us, better warn ya Wake up in the mansion, my floors is marble Quavo, Pablo, superheroes like Marvel Geekin' two b**hes, they Marvin the Martian If you don't get it, that's outta here, dog The way I love chemistry, shoulda went to Harvard (whip) f**in' her daughter, her mama Ms. Parker Quavo, Pablo just like Matt and Jeff Hardy (brothers) Pablo, Quavo like Capone and John Gotti (brothers) Quavo Pica**o, Pablo Liberace (brothers) He dab in Givenchy, I dab in Versace I'ma go set up trap on the island (woo) Pablo gon' get the bricks and buy a pilot [Verse 6: Hoodrich Pablo Juan + Quavo] O-Dog and Caine, menace to society Me and Quavo only flyin' private Young rich n***a, I'm a fast learner I only cook on the gas burner We havin' more cookie than Wiz and Berner Quavo got problems, I'm comin' to burn 'em Send him a diamond, he tryna return 'em I'm sippin' the tea cup like Kermit Trap stars, n***as earned it Pocket crumbled, 'Fessor Sherman, gone [Outro: Quavo] Ayy, Quavo and Pablo Escobar and Castro Quablo, Quablo That's Juan, I'm Honcho, gone