[Quavo:] Put on a mask like Jason Kicking your door and we raiding My niggas came from the pavement Talking that shit boy save it You talking bout' cookies, we baking I fell in love with the faces Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman Screaming out mama we made it
Young nigga came from the bottom Young nigga go get the guala Trap out a hotel with Marta They calling me Quavo Mufasa Open the trap like carcass We knowing you niggas imposters They liking the Piña colada I remix it with a lil' powder Hit a nigga with a chopper It will take about 48 hours No Courage, you niggas is cowards He got the pack and my niggas surround him The Chattahoochee where they found him My niggas go get the bounty We hold em' up for ransom If a nigga get hot, leave the county Migos on top of the mountain Listen up boy, it's a Migos announcement I got the pigeons and falcons Now I got the keys, I used to trap ounces Came from the boards on the houses Them niggas is telling I'm calling them mouses Beat the pack like Ronda Rousey Free Bobby Shmurda and free my boy Rowdy I came from the pavement Look at them niggas they mad that I made it Look at their faces Cause I'm at the top can nobody replace it I used to be robbing Hang with the goons, my niggas were goblins Trap out the apartments Turning the North side into a lil' Harlem
Put on a mask like Jason Kicking your door and we raiding My niggas came from the pavement Talking that shit boy save it You talking bout' cookies, we baking I fell in love with the faces Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman Screaming out mama we made it
[Takeoff:] My niggas came from the pavement So many chains like a slavery Taking a trip to Croatia Plug sent the pack be coming in from Haiti Counting up these Benjamin faces Young nigga I got rich off of Caucasian Migo my gang, ain't no trading Fucking these bitches, they from different races Rick thorns, they came with no laces Cooking up dope and the junkies gonna' taste it Your bitch gave me brain, that's my favorite Told that bitch watch her teeth cause' she got braces Remember me nigga, gone' envy me People gone' hate on me, just cause' I made it Talk about me like we might be related You need to sue your jewelry, Rollie outdated Don't you twist your fingers if you ain't banging I be in the bando with the dope boys slanging Pouring up a soda, I leave it contaminated All of my niggas that screaming out mama we made it I know y'all niggas flexing for the check Now one of them chains is yours around your neck We start from the North side, screaming free offset I gave him a test, get a vest, and then get hit with the Tec
[Quavo:] Put on a mask like Jason Kicking your door and we raiding My niggas came from the pavement Talking that shit boy save it You talking bout' cookies, we baking I fell in love with the faces Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman Screaming out mama we made itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
