QC Addiction

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]

QC the label, and we independent

Got some young niggas still kickin' doors and some of my niggas convicted

Money, money, power, respect, I guess I'm addicted

Money, power, ammunition, guess I'm addicted

[Verse 1: Quavo]

Quavo!

Whoa, Addicted to the money, man

Ugh! Touch down on the plug for a hundred bands

Make the work flip like its gymnastics

Cartwheel or a handstand

They calling my spatula acrobat

I'm turning a brick to a platinum plaque

You put too much dope on that fishscale

My pockets is deeper than water wells

Plug on the border, got ships on the water

They stuffing the bricks in Beluga Whales

Young nigga just Giuseppe walkin'

House in Miami I'm kicking shit with the Dolphins

You hard on the web call him Peter Parker

Stuffed crust smoking Nikki Parker (Gas)

Gone!

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]

QC the label, and we independent

Got some young niggas still kickin' doors, and some of my niggas convicted

Money, money, power, respect, I guess I'm addicted

Money, power, ammunition, guess I'm addicted

[Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa]

Money on the table

QC been the label

Not telling no fables

Ten times ten like a nigga in school doing time tables

Trappin', got flavors

Bando no cable (bando no cable?)

Traveling country to country

Skipping a stable, I'm whippin' Mrs. Mabel

Whip the beat go cop the spyder

?? Velvet snyder

Hit my brother Duke, that's my L.A. Dodger

Fuck you, impostors, check your posture

We don't rock with coppers, free west and ?

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]

QC the label, and we independent

Got some young niggas still kickin' doors, and some of my niggas convicted

Money, money, power, respect, I guess I'm addicted

Money, power, ammunition, guess I'm addicted

[Verse 3: Takeoff]

QC the label

Money we makin', without a major

Ain't signing a contract and selling my soul

Cuz everything glitter ain't gold (it ain't)

Double D told me don't fold

The water so cold your partner gon' turn to a four

Don't trap on the block if you don't belong

Straps in my jeans but I ain't talkin' Girbauds

Box of cocaine on a tractor trailer

Sippin on Activis call me the activator

Terminate you like the Terminator

We at the top of the mountain no elevator

Money, pounds, and ammunition

Me, Flip, and LongWay in the kitchen

The labels they made us ridiculous

Cuz QC we independent

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]

QC the label, and we independent

Got some young niggas still kickin' doors, and some of my niggas convicted

Money, money, power, respect, I guess I'm addicted

Money, power, ammunition, guess I'm addicted

[Verse 4: Lil Duke]

Solid Foundation

QC the label

On the rotation

Keep God in your prayers

Just a millionaire in that sports coupe you lookin' at

Gadgets on the Aston stoppin' traffic I'm a space cadet

Came from nothin', took a lot of shit

Die by my respect

Ammunition, we got plenty

FNn's, Ak's and fifties

Baby chopper, clip longer than a toddler

I never been a lame, never had a bitch called me Rodger

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]

QC the label, and we independent

Got some young niggas still kickin' doors, and some of my niggas convicted

Money, money, power, respect, I guess I'm addicted

Money, power, ammunition, guess I'm addicted

[Verse 5: Offset]

Yes I'm Addicted to Benjamins

Gator, my loafers Amphibians

Young nigga, I'm rich, I got MnMs

Ain't making no noise, I ain't heard of him

Your bitch wanna fuck, 'cause she see the diamonds

Stevie Wonder, my VV's, I know they blinding

Hundred chains on my neck look like Busta Rhymes

I got out of jail to a goldmine

For you niggas that bustin' my choppa gon bust

And gon hit em, gon flip em, gon make a concussion

Offset a Migo, my plug is amigo

He sendin' me kilos, I fuck with Carlito

The pounds, them ounces, them grams

I'm selling the molly santan?

Brokanese niggas, I don't understand

Karate chop a brick like I'm in Japan

Wrappin' a brick in Saran