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Quavo - Drive Through Lyrics

Drive Through Lyrics[Chorus: Polo G]
I was in the trenches, really got it out the mud
Where you get respect and shit by gunpowder and blood
I hopped off the porch, then I ran into the plug
Any sudden movement, we ain't playing, you get slugged
And lil bro look possessed, he start staring off them drugs
We just watch 'em party, we don't dance in the club
If it's up then it's stuck, we gon' slide through
Foenem hanging out the window like a drive-through

[Verse 1: Polo G]
Take the shit to the extreme like I'm Johnny Knox
In that hot car, we sliding with a couple Glocks
High-speed, leave 12 in the past like it's 1 o'clock
And we ain't friendly, get on ass if you ain't one of ours
Man as far as i’m concerned we ain’t got no opps
Put your mans in a urn, come through patch yo block
1300 runnin’ Northside, we back on top
And that bag filling up because them racks don’t stop
And I don’t give a thing to these hoes but my semen
Walk out by my lonesome, my heart cold, i’m anemic
I’d really die by my bros and I mean it
Knowing I would spin that bitch again like a remix

[Chorus: Polo G]
I was in the trenches, really got it out the mud
Where you get respect and shit by gunpowder and blood
I hopped off the porch, then I ran into the plug
Any sudden movement, we ain't playing, you get slugged
And lil bro look possessed, he start staring off them drugs
We just watch 'em party, we don't dance in the club
If it's up then it's stuck, we gon' slide through
Foenem hanging out the window like a drive-through (Huncho)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Nawfside shawty whippin' g’s by the tour (Skrrt)
Send the dollars, 3.5 purple and he snooze
What's the price? (What's the price?) Michael Jordan shoes
Let him live but he still tryna gang, point him up (Gang)
Fuck a wife, then we go to buy the bags and toe tags (Brrah)
All them niggas know it's drill, kill shit and Hellcats (Skrrt skrrt)
Every time you see me yes, I’m havin' one, I’m on that (Havin')
Young nigga geeked out his mind turn his soul black
Nigga goin' big on the lies shoot up the city (Goin' big)
Damn, niggas out here tellin', goin' big piece (God damn)
When he got that fire he thought he was confident (Fire)
They shootin' at his top, he movin' continent (Move)

[Chorus: Polo G]
I was in the trenches, really got it out the mud
Where you get respect and shit by gunpowder and blood
I hopped off the porch, then I ran into the plug
Any sudden movement, we ain't playing, you get slugged
And lil bro look possessed, he start staring off them drugs
We just watch 'em party, we don't dance in the club
If it's up then it's stuck, we gon' slide through
Foenem hanging out the window like a drive-through