Quavo – FUCK 12 (feat. Offset) Lyrics

FUCK 12

Quavo (feat. Offset)

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"FUCK 12." - Quavo (feat. Offset)

Friday, 23 October 2026, 09:11 am

Album: QUAVO HUNCHO

Track No: 11

We are denied not only civil rights, but even human rights
So the only way we're going to get some of this exploitation away from us, or aside from us
Who taught you to hate the race that you belong to?
So much so that you don't want to be around each other
Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair?
Who taught you to hate the color of your skin?
Fabrics, fabrics (Yeah)
Expensive (Woo, woo!)
Linen (Linen, linen)
Put that bitch in the kitchen
In the kitchen whipping
Back in the days
I was doing 'Lord Willin' (Hey!)
Mama gonna kill me
Double cup, spilling (Spilling!)
Every time I get behind the wheel I'm tripping (Tripping)
Every time your bitch phone ring, she working (Brrt, brrt, brrt!)
Get no playing time, Kendrick Perkins (Hey!)
Rocking Timbs, like I'm in New Jersey (Jersey)
Dubs versus Hawks, took off KD jersey (KD)
And he scored a 30, up real early (Early)
Serving, serving (Serving)
Serving (Hey)
Fuck that bitch she a virgin (Smash!)
Said she had to go to work
She was nursing (Nursing)
I can turn a pot to the oil service (Oil)
I declare war and you hold 30 (30!)
(Doot-do-doot!)
Chopper hold a hunnid (Grrah, great)
If I wasn't real, I would be a hunnid (Hunnid!)
So that mean everything authentic ('Thentic!)
Every car I get, windows 'President it' (President it)
Fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12, yeah
Fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12, yeah
(Offset!)
Knocking at the doorbells
Cooking up the dope, Rotell (Dope, dope)
We can get a whole, wholesale (Wholesale)
Fuck 12, 12 on my coattails (Fuck 12)
They hating, contemplating on the money
I'm making
First **** trapping out the bando
You faking
Karate chop the brick, cut it up
Ninja Gaiden
Go and get the re-up out the boat
Not later
Kicking my feet up, the J's wanna beat up
Ya bitch, addicted to this drip like a needle (Addict)
It's taped up from my back, it's to the money
Something illegal
Shooting at the pigs
They been killing all our people (Yeah)
Young, rich, black, got my mama on my back (Mama)
Daddy disappeared, well, mama took him back (Grandma)
You shot him 'cause you thought he had a gun
I'm black (Woo)
You better watch out for the boys when you black!
I'm doing just what I wanna (For real)
Don't believe me, bet a hundun (Bet it)
Bet a **** won't go over (Bet it)
Huncho, realest out the jungle (Huncho)
I got the bricks from Wakanda (Bricks)
Them boys sent the block over yonder (Skrrt)
12 try to pull a young **** over (Brrt!)
One call to my mama
'Cause I'm black? (Mama!)
I don't know how to act?
Fuck the front seat, I go sit in the back
'Cause I'm black (Black, woo!)
I don't know how to act?
Double my cup, and pour 'gnac (Martell)
'Cause I'm black?
I don't give a fuck about that
You judging me off the face tats (Whoa)
And I'm black (Black)
Whips on my back (Whip)
Got me the whips out back (Woo!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12 (Yeah)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Yeah)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Fuck 'em)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Let's go)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Hey!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Yeah!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12 (Go!)
Fuck 12, fuck 12, fuck 12, yeah
Fuck 'em!
Fuck 'em!
Fuck 'em!
Fuck 'em!...

Writer(s): Quavious Marshall, Isaac Earl Bynum, Kiari Cephus, Kevin Gomringer & Tim Gomringer.

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