Quality Control – Frosted Flakes lyrics

[Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah, Frosted Flakes all on my wrist (Frosty)
Uh‚ patty cake‚ your trap house a lick (Trap)
I bought a estate‚ no cappin' on this (No cap)
Yeah, I'm rare like steak on the plate (Rare)
No tellin' me shit (Uh)
Chains on triple-A nacho, ooh‚ the cash, ooh, that's guaco (Guaco)
Just touched down a lotta (A lot)‚ bags of gelato (Cookie)
Yeah, right now I gotta lotta love (Ooh), but show your hand when you ain't got none (Ain't got none)
Pass up some bands to my partna (Partna)
Since then, niggas been up (Been up, plug)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I didn't make all A's (Nah), but I'm on the A list (A list, yeah)
And I do it for the A (A), Northside in this bitch (North, ooh)
If the coupe too fast (The coupe), then what did it miss? (Yoom)
I'm ting (Huh?), if the coupe too fast (The coupe), then what did it miss? (Yeah)
Skrrt, skrrt, go
The chandelier glass all on my wrist (Glass, woah)
If the bitch too bad (Bad), then she done been hit (Hit, smash)
Give her the pad and the lock (Woo), just like a pic (Just like a pic)
I used to play with the narcos, now I play in it (Movie, uh)
Gotta break it down for the dumbos, it's a guest star appearance (Dumbo, woo)
I'm from the North where the most dope sold (Yup), the cartel business (The cartel, yeah)
Jiggin' was all we know (Uh), that was the image (Suge)
Until they sendin' big bro down the road (Kobe), Kobe got sentence (Kobe, woo)

[Interlude: Quavo]
Yeah, Frosted Flakes all on my wrist (I'm frosty)
Uh, patty cake (Patty), your trap house a lick (It's lick, yeah)
I bought a estate (Bought it), no cappin' on this (No cappin')
Yeah, I'm rare like steak on the plate (Rare)
No tellin' me shit (No tellin' me)
Yeah (Woo, hey), Frosted Flakes all on my wrist (It's frosty)
Uh, patty cake (Patty), your trap house a lick (Trapin', trap house)
I bought a estate (I bought it), no cappin' on this (No cappin')
Yeah, I'm rare like steak on the plate (Rare)
No tellin' me sh...
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't bother me (Hey), not now

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Uh, I'm countin' (Racks), makin' and breakin' announcement (Breakin')
This pound (The pack), I'm breakin' it up into ounces (Ounces)
With guns, we wylin' (We wylin')
With my people, we gon' start the violence (Uh)
When it's my people tryin' to style me (My people)
Take my chains and rob me (My people, my people, damn)

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Pull out the strap, surprise me (Brrt)
Watch out the dime, it's blind me (Watch out)
We on the top, keep risin'
We got variety, geeked like Verizon (Geeked)
Plain jane watch is timeless (Plain)
The blessing came perfect, I timed it (Blessing)
So much smoke, it don't fuck with your sinus (Smoke)
They had to bring the Brink truck when they signed us
Real like a red ruby or a real diamond
I done [?] you couldn't find it (Find it)
My jewelry real frigid and my chain the climate (Ice)
How do you feel about ice that these rappers are wearing?
No comment (Um)
I'm just bein' honest (Real), jump off the top with a bungee (Jump)
And spend it and keepin' a hundred (Nah)
Don't stop, 'cause the money keep comin' (Dope)
For a pop [?] my stomach (Pop)
Outerspace, but I'm not no comet (Nah)
Lookin' at a broke make me vomit (Blah)
What you thought I done did, I done it (Did it)
On her face, got kids, I'm cummin' (Kidding)
In the K, Andre is drummin' (Brrt)
And the powercade come with London (75)
Took 'em back when we trapped out the back of the back of the bando
We came from nothin' (Bando)
I'ma knee til' God protect my soul, the demonds is huntin' (Plee)
Thank God we done been across the globe, across the country (Thank you)
Where the trap outside and the door don't close, the trap be bunkin' (Ha)
Rubber ducky give it to the junky (Junky)
'Cause your boy gone by by the bunches (Country)
Pack it up and move next Monday (Pack)
Coulda never did it lookin' real funny

[Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah, uh, Frosted Flakes all on my wrist (I'm frosty)
Uh, patty cake, your trap house a lick (Trap)
I bought a estate, no cappin' on this (No cap)
Yeah, I'm rare like steak on the plate (Rare)
No tellin' me shit (Uh)
Chains on triple-A nacho, ooh, the cash, ooh, that's guaco (Guaco)
Just touched down a lotta (A lot), bags of gelato (Cookie)
Yeah, right now I gotta lotta love, but show your hand when you ain't got none (Ain't got none)
Pass up some bands to my partna (Partna)
Since then, niggas been up (Been up)