[Hook]
All the different colours of the rainbow, of the rainbow (Yeah)
These niggas ain't up in my lane no, ain't up in my lane no (Oh)
They see the way my chain glows and I can feel the hate bro
But I be feeling like I'm Quavo, I be feeling like I'm Quavo

[Verse 1]
Feeling like I'm Quavo, six got a halo
Quality Control, I'm flashy like a stage show
Got 'em all dancing like a rave bro
Wavy while I'm whipping but nigga this ain't a slave boat
From this rap game I've never made guap
They told me from the offset that I was due to take off
But more time I was with my 'migos
Travelling to sales, heading to a reload
No deal but I shine like I'm signed
Tunnel vision, you can say I've got my eyes on the prize
Fuck the wishing, I've been out here getting mine from this line
I rely on the grind to provide till we're nice
Like yeah Sir, I don't fuck with esse
I travel to the West side, I always get the best price
These niggas ain't stacking the bags
I'm smelling like a million, no Paco Rabanne

[Hook]
All the different colours of the rainbow, of the rainbow (Yeah)
These niggas ain't up in my lane no, ain't up in my lane no (Oh)
They see the way my chain glows and I can feel the hate bro
But I be feeling like I'm Quavo, I be feeling like I'm Quavo

[Verse 2]
It's lies, I can't tell, catch Vybz like Kartel
Huncho, just look at this ice that can't melt
I'm a up-north nigga, South Yorkshire
Long ass chains, I ain't making mine shorter
Fam I see Z's like a Cube links
But I don't fuck with [?] fam I do this
These haters wanna see my plans backfire
But I'm seeing box after box like I'm Quagmire
Six G's on my teeth, take a pic please
Big league, bro I buy it like this shit's cheap
They grimace teeth but they're hating on the kid
My shit gleams, take risks I don't risk cheap
Yeah I ball like Thierry Henry
Got your bitch in my DMs asking "Where you from b?"
But what am I supposed to say though?
Young hoodrich nigga feeling like I'm Quavo

[Hook]
All the different colours of the rainbow, of the rainbow (Yeah)
These niggas ain't up in my lane no, ain't up in my lane no (Oh)
They see the way my chain glows and I can feel the hate bro
But I be feeling like I'm Quavo, I be feeling like I'm Quavo