Quavo Ft Young Thug – Focused Lyrics

This song was first previewed by Quavo during his Instagram live birthday party on April 2nd, 2020.

Focused Lyrics by Quavo Ft Young Thug

[Intro: Quavo]
(Buddah, bless this beat)
Oh, oh, ah
You know what I’m talkin’ bout?
I did the keys, I did the keys
I swear to god, I did the keys
Aw yeah, gone

[Chorus: Quavo]
I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls (Focused, cash)
I can’t, can’t trust these hoes, no, no, no, no (No, no)
I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls (Focus, cash)
I can’t, can’t trust these hoes (No no)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I cannot trust these leeches (Leech)
I cannot trust these streets (Street)
I cannot trust these bitches, (Bitches) I gotta trust on me (Me)
I cannot tell my business, stretchin’ out racks, no fitness
Yeah, I swear we goats (Goats), we need to go down in Guinness
I put the gang on my shoulders and carry on (Gang, gang)
I put the strap on my shoulder and bring it home (Bang, bang)
Haters be lowkey, fans is singing my songs (Lowkey)
I swear to God if I see em’ in person I’m doin’ em’ wrong (Bah)
I gotta stay focused, they pull out that camera, take pics (Flash)
Every time I’m closing my eyes, I seeing me running from pigs (Twelve)
She don’t speak or don’t talk, she shy, she needed something to get lit (Don’t speak)
You come in and fuck up the vibe, we scratching your name off the list (Scratch it)
Yeah, yeah, got my soul in this (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, then I told em’ this (Yessir)
Yeah, yeah, gotta stay focused (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, we don’t fold, bitch (Yessir)

[Chorus: Quavo & Young Thug]
I must stay focused, (Ahh) on these big bankrolls (Focused, cash)
I can’t, (Woo) can’t trust these hoes, no, no, no, no (Can’t trust these hoes, I can’t trust these hoes)
I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls (Focus, cash)
I can’t, can’t trust these hoes (No no, no no, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Maybach too big, it can’t fit in the driveway (Skkr)
I been fucking her since Big Worm been on Friday
I been drippin’ hard on these hoes, this is my space (Drip)
Taking the top off the benz, baby, taking the top off the benz (Skkrt)
If I pull up with your rent, baby, you gotta swallow my kids
If I’m a dog, I’m a pimp, baby, having fantasy love with a rich lady
I’m puttin’ cum on her lips, she mad I told my friends (Oh, oh, oh)
I stopped hanging with your nigga, just to fuck on you, everyday baby, on your daddy
And I wanna caress you, just fuck on you, just to add you to my life
Rose gold Benz, rose gold rims and tires (Hey)
Rose gold ‘chete, chain gang, ****
[?] world to [?] world, that is up in [?] burgh
Slob, make your pussy slurp (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Quavo & Young Thug]
I must stay focused, (Ahh) on these big bankrolls (Focused, cash)
I can’t, (Woo) can’t trust these hoes, no, no, no, no (Can’t trust these hoes, I can’t trust these hoes)
I must stay focused, on these big bankrolls (Focus, cash)
I can’t, can’t trust these hoes (No no, no no, I can’t trust these, nah, nah, yeah)
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
I been taking molly and this lean since the other day
NyQuil sipper, half these niggas just a protégé
Ketotife’, I been pouring fours in a cherry Sprite (Pour up)
Thirty mill’, ran it up, two years, this a legal heist (Woo)
I’m a syrup sipping, rich young nigga (Yeah)
It’s like ten Bugs Bunnies in my Jesus piece
Thirty cars sitting outside like I’m dealing