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Quavo - Trophies (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Drake]
Han't heard records on my demo?
Did y'all boys not get the memo?
I do not stay at the Intercontinental
And anything I got is not a rental
I own that mu'f**a
Figured out this sh** is simple
My stock been going up like a crescendo
A bunch of handshakes from the fakes
But n***a, I do not wanna be friends though
I told y'all mu'f**as
Man, this sh** is not a love song
This a "f**-a-stripper-on-the-mink-rug" song
This a "f**-them-boys, forever-hold-a-grudge" song
"Pop-some-f**ing-champagne-in-the-tub" song
n***a, "just-because" song
Damn

[Hook: Quavo]x2
In the hood you earn your stripes, like Olympics got gold medal
But none of that means nothin' to me, I'm celebratin' with my family
Young n***a won trappin' a grammy, I-I want a Grammy
Young n***a won trappin' a grammy, I-I want a Grammy

[Verse 2: Quavo]
J's they callin' my phone, they tyin' my line
Labels, they callin' my phone, I don't wanna sign
They sayin' we made our own million dollars
At the top right now I wanna order up a million bottles
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We came from juug in the Impala to smashin' them models
We independent, we don't need none of your major dollars

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Flippin' and whippin' and spinnin' the dope, I'm hittin' the door
I wrap it in package, I'm shippin' the dope, run off with the the dope, I'm k**in' that ho!
I'm takin' a trip to the Bahamas, going to pick up them comma's
And when I touchdown I'll hop in a Zonda
Smokin' on good marijuana in Mexico, call that quintana
Tryna f** me a Rihanna
Comin' up, just me and Benji
Get rich or die try' like I'm 50
No cupid them b**hes be kissin'
The feds they listen, them bricks in the kitchen!

[Hook: Quavo]x2

[Verse 4: Offset]
Sellin' a Grammy like Tony (Montana!), now I want Grammy's and ceremonies
These n***as snakin', always actin' funny, got the MAC-11, call it macaroni
Always gettin' trophies and recreation, Q.C. the label, the solid foundation
Sittin' at home I was contemplating, changing and switch up my situation
Tryna see the bigger picture, pull up to the award show in my new Fisker
No it ain't no money issue, grant all my momma's wishes
Watchin' her son on the channel, I won me a Grammy
And mansion I want me a Phantom
My n***a we next up, these n***as, they copy the swag, but no they not better than us

[Hook: Quavo]x2

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