Quavo – Tender Lyrics

Album on Q3*

Tender Lyrics

[Intro]
Niggas talkin’ ’bout they ho loyal, nigga, yo’ ho probably at the
spot right now eatin’ dick (You know what I’m sayin’?)
I’m next, nigga (You know what I’m sayin’?)
(I love you, Atake)
Yo’ ho in the spot

[Chorus]
Solitaire stones, carats bugs (Solitaire stones)
You did the bitch wrong and now the bitch gone, she posted with a thug (Yeah, with a thug)
Call the bitch phone, she won’t come home, don’t beat her up (Don’t beat her up)
It must be the drugs (It must be the drugs), need to cross out your plug, yeah-yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Higgin’ that thick lil’ shit, she bad, she like to get hugs (Like to get hugs)
Told her she can post that shit on the Fin’, but nevеr in pub’ (Never in pub’, no)
Done fuckеd around and made her a member just because (Just because, yeah)
Havin’ your favorite rapper tender ’bout these girls (These girls)

[Verse 1]
Don’t shoot up the party (Don’t shoot), your lil’ ho, she gnarly (Rockstar)
Your lil’ bitch, she want it (Yeah), she want an AP, I go a Carti’ (Carti’)
Pussy drippin’ like water (Splash), pussy gon’ cause violence (Violence)
Rich nigga gon’ spoil her, you tender niggas a problem (Problem)
Sniper sittin’ on the roof (Sniper), I ain’t sparin’ none, I’ma shoot (I’m tellin’ ya)
She know I ain’t runnin’ out of loot (No, no), brain one, multiply by two (Let’s roll)
Pockets steak, eatin’ wagyu (Steak), niggas fake, yeah, they fast food (Fake)
I’m higher, I’m flyin’ to you (High), when I come outside, they through (On God)
(Yeah)

[Chorus]
Solitaire stones, carats bugs (Solitaire stones)
You did the bitch wrong and now the bitch gone, she posted with a thug (Yeah, with a thug)
Call the bitch phone, she won’t come home, don’t beat her up (Don’t beat her up)
It must be the drugs (It must be the drugs), need to cross out your plug, yeah-yeah

[Verse 2]
David Blaine, go to Magic with my gang (David Blaine)
See Rick James, diamonds white lookin’ like cocaine (His Rick James)
When I fuck on that lil’ bitty bitch, yeah, she do great (Suck it)
When you fuck on that lil’ bitty ho, yeah, she lose weight (Trust me)
She used to be out on the boat and the paddle, now she on the yacht (Yacht)
Trained to go when it’s time to battle, yeah, we on the block (Block, whoo)
Wipin’ your nose with the tissue, not wipin’ no snot (Snot, whoo)
Tell me, lil’ bro, what’s your issue? It’s over a thot (Thot)
You said that it’s bigger than that (It’s big), but no, it is not (No, it is not)
It’s ’cause I be diggin’ in that (Ya dig?), it got ’em hot (They got ’em hot)
I’m givin’ respect (Shit), but I know you not (I know you not)
Your bitch on my neck (Your bitch), your bitch at the spot (Spot)
(Yeah)

[Chorus]
Solitaire stones, carats bugs (Solitaire stones)
You did the bitch wrong and now the bitch gone, she posted with a thug (Yeah, with a thug)
Call the bitch phone, she won’t come home, don’t beat her up (Don’t beat her up)
It must be the drugs (It must be the drugs), need to cross out your plug, yeah-yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Higgin’ that thick lil’ shit, she bad, she like to get hugs (Like to get hugs)
Told her she can post that shit on the Fin’, but never in pub’ (Never in pub’, no)
Done fucked around and made her a member just because (Just because, yeah)
Havin’ your favorite rapper tender ’bout these girls (These girls)