Huncho Jack,Travis Scott & Quavo-Saint(Instrumental)W/LYRICS IN DESCRIPTION

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  • Опубліковано 5 вер 2024
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    Huncho Jack,Travis Scott & Quavo-Saint(Instrumental)
    LYRICS:
    [Intro: Travis Scott & Baka]
    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    Murda on the beat, so it's not nice
    [Chorus: Travis Scott]
    Yeah, mama built a saint (saint, yeah!)
    Yeah, countin' up the O's, I thank (thank, alright!)
    Yeah, lookin' at the O's I drank (aw, it's lit!)
    You can't see that on the road, I blank
    Yeah, mama built a saint (saint, yeah!)
    Yeah, countin' up the O's, I thank (thank, alright!)
    Yeah, lookin' at the O's I drank (aw, it's lit!)
    You can't see that on the road, I blank
    [Verse 1: Quavo]
    (Huncho)
    What I bought (what you buy?)
    I'm just lookin' at this mansion I bought (straight cash)
    It just came with fifteen rooms and a vault (fifteen)
    Ocean in the back, top floor a loft (woo), ayy
    We gonna slide today (we gonna slide, slide, slide)
    She drowning, swim in the Ace
    Mob ties, no lace
    Putting young niggas in place (mob ties)
    Remember back then I finessed on my face (finesse)
    JanSport book bag and a throwaway (gone)

    [Chorus: Travis Scott]
    Yeah, mama built a saint (saint, yeah!)
    Yeah, countin' up the O's, I thank (thank, alright!)
    Yeah, lookin' at the O's I drank (aw, it's lit!)
    You can't see that on the road, I blank
    [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Quavo]
    Nah, lit ain't lit for me, yeah, yeah
    A four in Brisk, that's my cup of tea, yeah
    Look behind the blinds, nobody can see, yeah
    Collect the platinum hits like they jewelry, yeah
    I might charge you fifty thousand for the sauce (sauce and drip)
    Ace Ventura, Marino, I play with dolphins (dolphins, splash)
    Count up the deads, no coffin (coffins, deads)
    Pullin' out that fire out that arson
    A lot of jelly on this PJ, made it say 4K (yah)
    You niggas 'round runnin' down my juice, I ran it back, OJ (it's lit)
    Rubber bands make 'em twerk, diamonds make 'em twerk (pop it, pop it)
    I done lived every Sunday like you goin' to church
    Fuck wrong with these niggas?
    [Chorus: Travis Scott]
    Yeah, mama built a saint (saint, yeah!)
    Yeah, countin' up the O's, I thank (thank, alright!)
    Yeah, lookin' at the O's I drank (aw, it's lit!)
    You can't see that on the road, I blank
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