Flying Coach

[Intro: Quavo] I can't love her, 'cause she like a ghost That bitch there do the most She like—, ghost (Wheezy Beats) I can't love her, 'cause she do the most Oh [Chorus: Quavo] I can't love her, 'cause she do the most Lil' bitty bitch, yeah, she do the most (Ayy) I gave her all I had, and now she ghost Lil' bitty bitch, now she ghost (Uh) Independent, we been jumped up out the porch Lil' bitty bitch, jumped up out the porch (Ayy) We fly business, you mad 'cause you flying coach Lil' bitty bitch, yeah, you flying coach (Whoo) [Verse 1: Quavo] I got so many decisions (For real) Ravens fly with the pigeons (Brrr) I beat the pot, while you be the witness (Beat it up) Try me, we don't aim at kidneys (Bow) I throw back a Perc' to calm my tensions (Perky) We pipe it up in the city (Pipe it up) I got your hoe in my DM's (Your hoe) I got your hoe at my mansions (For real) The plug, he live in my mansion He got bitches in the kitchen dancin' Then they gone for a month, then go to trappin' all the way in Kansas Nigga never rode a transit (Nah) Hit the pot, like a canvas (I hit it) Feelin' like Jamie Foxx, 'cause I'm in love with a bitch named Fancy (Fancy) This game is dirty like a fuckin' Banshee (Vroom) When I started getting money, now you can't stand me (Fuck you) I almost lost my life, one night in Miami (Thank God) I go back to Miami, drinkin' out the hammock (Drank) [Chorus: Quavo & Takeoff] I can't love her, 'cause she do the most Lil' bitty bitch, yeah, she do the most (Ayy) I gave her all I had, and now she ghost Lil' bitty bitch, now she ghost (Uh) Independent, we been jumped up out the porch Lil' bitty bitch, jumped up out the porch (Ayy) We fly business, you mad 'cause you flying coach (Ayy) Lil' bitty bitch, yeah, you flying coach (Whoo) [Verse 2: Takeoff] I cannot love her, that bitch do the most Wanna slam my door, what you mad at me for? (Uh-uh) Mad, 'cause I didn’t let you come to my show, but you calling my phone, standing at my front door (Uh-uh) Is you mad 'cause I didn’t take you serious, hoe? Comedian bitch, you delirious, hoe (Bitch) Kill yourself, jump off the building, now walk in the kitchen, grab the knife, and go slit your throat (Ugh) I don't do favors, you know that’s a no (No) Fucked them up on the dab, going up on the show (Dab) Kicking a door, when the bando get slow (Boom) F-f-f-fuck up the pot, they want more (Fuck up that pot) These bitches fucking for (Zero) These bitches give it up (Ayy) I guess you want lust for the trust (Oh) I'm like a squirrel, I just want me a nut Take the pot and I give it an uppercut (Bow) Most of these niggas be dick riding nowadays, tell these niggas to wrap it up (No) Like a Octopus, I'm gettin' money in eight ways, Young Takeoff, my stock is up Since I remember, two years ago, made 'em say "Bando", now they say "Pipe it up" (Pipe it up) Remember they talked down and doubted us, now when I walk the Earth, I make the street erupt (Ayy, ayy) [Chorus: Quavo & Offset] I can't love her, 'cause she do the most Lil' bitty bitch, yeah, she do the most (Ayy) I gave her all I had, and now she ghost Lil' bitty bitch, now she ghost (Uh) Independent, we been jumped up out the porch Lil' bitty bitch, jumped up out the porch (Ayy) We fly business, you mad 'cause you flying coach Lil' bitty bitch, yeah, you flying coach (Offset, whoo) [Verse 3: Offset] I can’t be loving this hoe (No) This bitch like the green light, this bitch like to go (Go) I gave her the Beamer, I gave her the Rolls (Rolls) But this lil' bitch still gon' creep on her toes (Huh?) I see the moves, so I watch how I move (Watch) She fuckin' niggas, she tryna be cool (Smash) She broke as a bitch, she got nothin' to lose (Broke) Givin' it up just to put on some Loub's (Givin' it up) I cannot lie, bet that thing like a pool (Wet) All of these bitches be lovin' the crew (All of these bitches) Ain't no one-on-one, we fuck by the two (Two) YRN fashion, I'm dabbin' on you (YRN) You mad at me now, so I'm laughing at you (Ha) You somethin' to do, you get hit in a room (Smash) Mama told me not to jump over broom (Mama) They hungry for money, they tryna get groom (Hungry) I like this bitch, she got a attitude I think that I like the bitch, but I can't wife the bitch (Nah) I'm in a Lambo', look what racks do (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt) Whippin' up crack, I can make a deuce Whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin' it, whippin’ it (Ayy) Bringin' it back, make a brick turn to two Bringin' it back, make a brick turn to two (Uh) [Chorus: Quavo] I can't love her, 'cause she do the most Lil' bitty bitch, yeah, she do the most (Ayy) I gave her all I had, and now she ghost Lil' bitty bitch, now she ghost (Uh) Independent, we been jumped up out the porch Lil' bitty bitch, jumped up out the porch (Ayy) We fly business, you mad 'cause you flying coach Lil' bitty bitch, yeah, you flying coach (Whoo)