Quavo – Shooters Inside My Crib (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Quavo premieres the music video for the song, “Shooters Inside My Crib”. The song was co-produced by C.T.P, Ayo B & Money Montage. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Quavo Shooters Inside My Crib

This track was first previewed by Quavo on August 26, 2021, in an Instagram post teasing the music video. On January 23, 2022, Quavo tweeted that the song was currently in the mixing and mastering process, then 4 days later he revealed in an Instagram post the song would be released at midnight on the 28th.

Quavo – Shooters Inside My Crib (prod. C.T.P, Ayo B & Money Montage)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah (Ayo B on the track)
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I was patient, now my ice cold, glacier (Yeah)
I was trapping out the vacant ’til I got some paper (Yeah)
I was looking for the smoke and then I got some straightenin’ (Yeah)
I was out there chasin’ dreams ’cause they thought I couldn’t make it (Yeah)
I put that on my soul, no you can’t take it (My soul)
On the highway going two places, yeah
Prison or vacation, yeah (Yeah)
In the trap we switch locations, yeah
Gotta stay down, be patient, ooh (Ooh)
I dreamed that I’ma be big, while I’m putting bullets inside my SIG
Momma said don’t make no sense, cause I got shooters in all my cribs

[Verse]
It’s kinda hard to be a young nigga when you gotta watch the way that you live, ooh (Ooh)
It’s never too hard to keep it real
Keep it one hundred, we on and off of the field (Yeah)
Made ’em train to kill if he caught a body, he signed a deal
Don’t talk about it, nobody squeal
Upgrade the watches from stainless steel
If you woke up in the morning and got you a million, just tell me just how would you feel?
Gave my niggas some points, some extra percentage, now just look at the way they live

[Chorus]
I was patient, now my ice go glacier (Yeah)
I was trapping out the vacant ’til I got some paper (Yeah)
I was looking for the smoke and then I got some straightenin’ (Yeah)
I was out there chasin’ dreams ’cause they thought I couldn’t make it (Yeah)
I put that on my soul, no you can’t take it (My soul)
On the highway going two places, yeah
Prison or vacation, yeah (Yeah)
In the trap we switch locations, yeah
Gotta stay down, be patient, ooh (Ooh)
I dreamed that I’ma be big, while I’m putting bullets inside my SIG
Momma said don’t make no sense, cause I got shooters in all my cribs