Migos

[fox69]

"Make It Work"
(with Soulja Boy)

"Make It Work"
(with Soulja Boy)



[Intro - Soulja Boy:]
Wow, aye
Swag, swag, Soulja

[Hook - Soulja Boy:]
Ridin' in that 'rari tryna make it work
Bad bitch with me and I make 'em squirt
Catch me in the trap tryna make it work
Catch me on the block tryna make it work
Whippin' up work with my other hand
Fuck niggas hatin' on me cause I got them bands
Yeah you know I'm tryna make it work
Standing on the block tryna make it work

[Verse 1 - Soulja Boy:]
Packs touch down and they gone
King S Beezy on his fucking throne
Ridin' in that Panamera or the coupe
Double cup of Styrofoam I'm sipping juice
Two chains, money out the roof
In a blue Phantom and I'm hustle loot
Ridin' to the club in a Mase' coupe
Everybody know I got a 'rari roof
Standing on the block tryna make it work
Bad bitch with me and I make 'em squirt
In the trap tryna make it work
Standing on the block tryna make it work
In the trap tryna make it work
Bad bitch ridin' with me and I make 'em squirt
On the block tryna make it work
In the trap tryna make it work

[Verse 2 - Offset:]
I'm workin for certain the Maybach with curtains I'm servin'
I earned it
The Lamborghini look like Kermit
My niggas'll go to war just like the Persians
My plug is an alien, not from the Earth
Don't come on my turf
Talking bout you got the work, you gon' get hurt
I send the pack to the skirt
No job but I'm trappin' I gotta work

[Verse 3 - Quavo:]
Hit the block sprayin' with the K
Call Takeoff, hit 'em with the throw away
50 packs came in had to make it work
Age of seventeen I juuged my first pound of purp'

[Verse 4 - Takeoff:]
Send me the skirt I'm makin' it work
All these dead presidents, I need a hearse
Double cup of Mrs Buttersworth
Molly Sand tan, I got Percocets
Stand in the kitchen I whip me a chicken
I post on the block and I fuck up the trenches
If I see 12 then I'm jumpin' them fences
The trap life I live is ridiculous

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Mama We Made It"

"Mama We Made It"


[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 it

 

[fox69]

"Memoirs"

"Memoirs"


[Intro - Quavo, (Offset) & Takeoff:]
Aye Offset (yo), aye Takeoff, what's up, homes?
You remember that shit we did way way way back in the day?
(I remember that) Motherfuckers said it wasn't gonna work
We was some crazy young niggas huh?

[Bridge - Takeoff:]
I'd like to welcome you to Yung Rich Nation
I know you been patiently waiting
Yung Rich Nation that's the album
Tryna turn the mansion to a castle

[Hook - Quavo & (Offset):]
Diamond shine came from Africa, shine, shine (Africa)
(Young Rich Niggas we some bachelors) Ooh, damn, bachelor
Turn the club to a massacre (fuck it up, fuck the club up)
(If you a broke nigga I'm sad at ya, pitiful) Sad to say

[Verse 1 - Quavo & Offset:]
First check bought a Audi Coupe
It was black and grey like the Raiders
First check bought a Challenger
It was 10 bands so I paid it
Remember the time, Offset he got me high
That was right by the neighbors house?
Remember the time we broke in the neighbors house
That was our first paper route
Remember the time they shot up my mama house
12 tried to make it my fault
Remember the time you niggas laughed at me
Said that I wouldn't bond out
You say that you trappin', take you to the bando
And you a front see whatchu 'bout
Before we made the song Hit Em' with it
We was knockin' niggas out
Before we made the song 'Birds', pelicans fly to the south
Niggas talkin' stupid up in crowd
Jumped in the crowd and punched em' in the mouth
First time we in Miami, we had a gangsta shootout
Dope in my sock, and we beat the trap out
Don't come in my trap if you unannounced

[Hook - Quavo & Offset:]
Diamond shine came from Africa (Shine, shine, Africa)
Young Rich Niggas we some bachelors (Ooh, dab, bachelor)
Turn the club to a massacre (fuck it up, fuck the club up)
If you a broke nigga I'm sad at ch'ya (pitiful, sad to say)

[Verse 2 - Takeoff:]
Remember the time, I did my first breaking in?
Me, myself & I ain't had nobody with me
Cause I ain't want my uncles know I did it
Remember the time I got kicked out for havin' gas stashed in my locker?
In the gym choppin' it up with my partners
Next thing you know got walked out by the coppers
First juug I hit at school, Lord please forgive me
I know you remember that
6 peer plotted on my teacher had to hit for that fundraiser fetti pack
Got home and counted the check
I'm thinkin' to myself Takeoff what you gon' do with that
Call the plug up ask him where he at
I'm celebratin' smokin' back to back
Remember that time Quavo came home with a full grown marijuana plant
Stackin' up the crib tryin' dry it off in the oven it was still wet
Mama came in smelt the odor said "Damn boy I can catch contact"
I got that dope talkin' anthrax, [?] when we hit for fifty racks

[Hook - Quavo & Offset:]
Diamond shine came from Africa (Shine, shine, Africa)
Young Rich Niggas we some bachelors (Ooh, dab, bachelor)
Turn the club to a massacre (fuck it up, fuck the club up)
If you a broke nigga I'm sad at ch'ya (pitiful, sad to say)

 

[fox69]

"Menace To Society"

"Menace To Society"


A menace to society
Free my boys Bobby and Rowdy
I was just scraping up change
Everything changed, I ride in a Masi
12 behind me, I hit the corner, can't find me
They call me a menace to society
I'm riding, no license or ID
A menace to society
Free my boy Bobby and Rowdy
I was just scraping up change
Everything changed, I ride in a Masi
12 behind me, I hit the corner, can't find me
They call me a menace to society
I'm riding, no license or ID

Free Bobby, free Rowdy
Fuck 12, we rowdy
Catch a body, catch a body
Bitch I'm geeking, popped a molly
I only fuck with the real niggas
My diamonds they give you the chills nigga
My young niggas keep flexing
Get the check, don't waste the second
I only fuck if she foreign
Lil bitch ride like horses
Diving in the pussy, I'm snorkling
Been way past five, I'm soaring
I'm juvenile, they call me menace
Racks on me, play tennis
I got an Apple Watch
Flooded with diamond rocks
Still make it jump like 2 3
These niggas mad niggas, they jealous
I'ma run it up, keep flexing
I'm bench pressing, money stretching
Bitch I'm a menace, no Dennis
Fuck you lil niggas, I'm winning
I just might go cop the Bentley
You saving that money, got plenty

A menace to society
Free my boy Bobby and Rowdy
I was just scraping up change
Everything changed, I ride in a Masi
12 behind me, I hit the corner, can't find me
They call me a menace to society
I'm riding, no license or ID
A menace to society
Free my boy Bobby and Rowdy
I was just scraping up change
Everything changed, I ride in a Masi
12 behind me, I hit the corner, can't find me
They call me a menace to society
I'm riding, no license or ID

I ran it up in a second
I bet she fuck in a second
Pouring up a four, lean heavy
I told her like Rocko, bitch we ain't goin' steady
Diamonds bitin', break dancin'
I keep flexin' got 'em staring
So many rings like marriage
Pour an eight, I'm looking scary
13, I was hustling
14, I was busting
16, I was taking from something
Run in your house for the money
I could teach you how to rob
I got rich without a job
Make something from nothing, thank God
I just want to win with the squad
They was hating for no reason
I said I'd do it, they didn't believe me
Got kicked out of school, was a menace
Fuck it, I still got my blessing
Everything European, swear I thought I was dreaming
Fucked your bitch then I fucked up Niemans
I pulled up fresh for no reason

A menace to society
Free my boy Bobby and Rowdy
I was just scraping up change
Everything changed, I ride in a Masi
12 behind me, I hit the corner, can't find me
They call me a menace to society
I'm riding, no license or ID

 

[fox69]

"Migo Dreams"
(feat. Meek Mill)

"Migo Dreams"
(feat. Meek Mill)



[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Slide in the pussy like a surfboard
Killing these niggas get a hearse for 'em
Fuck you niggas even sellin work for
You next to tell put your chirp on
Be the main reason pussy niggas gettin' murked for
Young nigga who you work for
Cause I came from the bosses I ain't for no losses you play in this dirt for 'em
And I came from the first floor
Gangbanging hoes like a turf war
Then hit the road for my first tour
My level went up to the third floor
And I swerved on these hating niggas
MIA, with some Haitian niggas
Bad bitches keep takin' pictures
I pulled up in that ransom nigga like whoa

[Hook: Quavo]
Let me talk Meek Mills
I bet you didn't know my niggas make millions
It's sad to say some of my niggas convicted to prison
When you at the top you don't want to look down, you don't want to look down
In a submarine under water, you don't know how I'm feeling right now

[Verse 2: Quavo]
All of my life I ain't wanted nothing but Franklin
Touchdown on a fuck nigga make him tuck in his shell like he Franklin
You and my niggas are not the same
I jumped out the Lamb like Bruce Wayne
The ten piece of chicken is on the way
I told 'em Carlito to andale
You see them new niggas in the back of the club
Just look at them plottin' in conversations
I know they don't know
Send the Migos to come back to the bando for translation
Camera rollin' Quavo's Spike Lee
Heroin black like Willie B
If you do the coke you gon' buy some skis
If you in the trap you gon' buy some ki's

[Hook: Quavo]
I bet you didn't know my niggas make millions
It's sad to say some of my niggas convicted to prison
When you at the top you don't want to look down, you don't want to look down
In a submarine under water, you don't know how I'm feeling right now

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Young Takeoff I am a professional
Vegetarian I only eat vegetables
I got some kush you can roll up
And I got some kush you can eat that is edible
Stretching the work like I'm Mr. Incredible
You ain't never seen no work as flexible
When I turn on the stove & I'm whippin' a brick better pray my niggas turn to predators

[Verse 4: Offset]
I bet you didn't know I was 22 when the judge ten times what a miracle
Me and my son identical
Seventeen years old I had him I didn't know what to do
I had to put food on the plate
Asking the Lord give a nigga some faith
Now when I wake up I look at my label
My foot on the pedal not touching the brake
No chess but nigga I got me a check!

[Hook: Quavo]
I bet you didn't know my niggas make millions
It's sad to say some of my niggas convicted to prison
When you at the top you don't want to look down, you don't want to look down
In a submarine water, you don't know how I'm feeling right now

 

[fox69]

"Migos Origin"

"Migos Origin"


[Intro:]
So what part of Atlanta y'all from?
From the north side
Uh, yeah
Every show get crazy and crazy
We growing and growing every, every, every time at a show

[Chorus - Quavo:]
Disrupted the game, the industry was shook up
Three young rich niggas, never did a push up
You want the origin of the flow, you better shut the fuck up
And listen up, to what the Migos bout to cook up

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
We killed the Versace, we went to Bahamas, shout out to the islands
Mommas and daughters taking a picture with me and they smiling
Charlemagne say the gang Donkey of the Day (Charlamagne?)
Billboard magazine, 45K
Word on the street they say the Migos wanted
But they can't find the Migos, so they bite their recorders
When you ask for a show, can you seriously afford it
Check my schedule, itinerary loaded of course
Check my dab, it's priceless
And my niggas is righteous
I don't got no type, but I love to fuck Pisces
The chains on my neck, I might get arthritis
YRN Tha Album first album going diamond
Got my mama a Benz
Just to show her I'm grinding
Green dots in the pen but I hate the confinement
When Offset got out of jail he ate a bowl of hundreds
Dropped the Rich Nigga Timeline and we was crossed the country

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Offset:]
Skrrt, cook up
Graat, he shook up
I'm trapping the white, that Ku Klux
My niggas got grenades and bazookas
On the private jet we smoking up in indica
A hundred thousand, got a pick up in India
Headed to locker, we changed the millennium
Thirty thousand for a walk through minimum
Snakes in the grass start spinning out venom
That come with the territory when a nigga winning
Tinted windows on the sprinter you don't need to see this image
The blogs say I need to calm down, fuck a image
Your CEO a busta and my CEO a hustler
Choppa sound like percussion, run up on me repercussion
Came from nothing, came home with a half a million, hurt my stomach
I'm taking good care of my kids but they mamma get nothing
And if you think it's wrong this ain't the right song you're bumping
Welcome to the jungle, lions, elephants and monkeys
Never see me lonely, best believe nina on me
Stuffed crust, my pocket walking with a 50 on me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Takeoff:]
Pyrex pot on the stove, take that eggbeater cook up
They looking for the origin, wanna know how did we make this shit up
Came in there right and we fucking it up
Jump off the banana boat, call me King Tut
Niggas be biting our swag I tried to switch it up
But these niggas still don't get enough
Niggas with attitude don't give a fuck
Young nigga flexing never did a push up
Migo flow everybody wanna look it up
Every ten years it's on my story bro
I bet you listen up, you don't gotta like it
Yo favorite rapper he be biting
When I step in the booth, it's a moment of silence
I bet yo bitch she get excited
When I'm doing show my front end and that back end be enormous
I need a double cup with my Backwood when I'm on stage performing
Can't get in my tour bus bitch, ain't tryna fuck, it's only 5 in the morning
I got some Dominican bitches that sucking and fucking and back to the origin

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Money Counter"

"Money Counter"


[Quavo:]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin'
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin'
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

[Dirty Dave:]
This a whole lot of money
Nothin' but 'em 20s, 50s and 'em 100s
Quavo get the yayo
And some rubber bands, don't forget the scale
Ooooh, trap house jumpin'
Bitch, I thought I told you keep that corner runnin'
Now take that to the stash house
Migo we don't need no friends, we count the cash out

[Quavo:]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin'
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin'
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

I just hit a juug on the money counter
I'm swimmin' in the money I think I'm drownin'
I drink out a lean fountain in the migos mansion
I got Molly I got white, I got Marilyn Manson
Walk inside the trap and see a trash bag
I don't throw it away it ain't no trash can
Thought I told you I got molly, I'm the sand man (sandman)
No I'm not a drum major I'm the band man

Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin'
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin'
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

[Takeoff:]
Bring out that money counter in the money mansion
Well, my diamonds be dancin'
Cookin' and wrappin' that work up from plastic
Shippin' it on the Titanic
Real niggas got the block hot like a dragon
Abracadabra do magic
Skippa the Flippa, no L.A. Clipper
Got a hundred thousand in the Aston
Dirty they whippin' a hurricane
So much water in the pot cause a tidal wave
Trap with that work like I'm [?]
Bando lookin' like a masquerade
Wake up in the morning, spark up my OG
Then I blow my smoke off of my balcony
Whippin and beatin that pot
I hit it with the uppercut, that's a fatality

[Quavo:]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin'
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

[Offset:]
We got that money counter
Cookin' that dope like it hamburger helper
Got a can of nines, no german shephard
Touchdown on the plug
Give back to the hood I never been selfish
Adopting a baby, God father like Melvin
I'm a cash rapper
Trappin' and cappin' tryna' make a livin'
The world is cold, gotta keep a pistol
Dirty game, dirty dollars
More money bring more power
The bigger the risk the more you get rich
You niggas not rich, you niggas counterfeit
Juggin' OG and I'm juggin' the bricks
I'm stuck in the trap, I can't go [?]

[Quavo:]
Migos and dirty say they fingers hurtin'
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter
Money counter count up fives and tens
I got them old hundreds and blue benjamins
Bring out that money counter
Bring out that money counter

 

[fox69]

"MotorSport"
(feat. Nicki Minaj & Cardi B)

"MotorSport"
(feat. Nicki Minaj & Cardi B)



[Quavo:]
Yeah, woo, yeah, skrrt
M-M-M-Murda

Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin' out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?), we didn't take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift), on the Nawf, get serious (serious)

Face all your fears, then get at me
Hit so many donuts on them backstreets
Sit so high in the nosebleeds (yeah)
Feel like I can fly, yeah
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball, just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall, walkin' with the sacks
Take the air out your broad (hey), now she can't go back
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball (yeah), just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall (hey), walk in with the sacks
Take the air out your broad (woo, woo, woo, E)

[Offset:]
Offset!
Uh, the coupe came imported (hey)
This season's Off-White come in snorted (white)
Green Lamborghini a tortoise (Lambo)
No human being, I'm immortal (no)
Patek and A.P. full of water (Patek)
Hundred K, I spend on my señora (racks)
My pinky on margarine, butter (margarine)
And my ears got McDonald's nuggets (ayy)
Soon, as I land on the Lear (whew)
Piguets, they wet, tears ('guets)
488, hit the gears (488)
Suicide doors, Britney Spears
I'm boujee, so, bitch, don't get near (boujee)
Criss Angel, make dope disappear (voilà)
Hit the gas, it got flames out the rears (skrrt)
It's a race to the bag, get the mills (hey)

[Cardi B:]
Ride the dick like a BMX
No nigga wanna be my ex (no)
I love when he go on tour
'Cause he cums more, when I see him less
I get up set off
I turn Offset on
I told him the other day
Man, we should sell that porn
Yeah, Cardi B, I'm back, bitches
I don't wanna hear I'm actin' different
Same lips that be talkin' 'bout me
Is the same lips that be ass kissin'
These hoes ain't what they say they are
And their pussy stank, they catfishin'
Same hoes that was sendin' shots
They reachin' out like they back itchin'
Why would I hop in some beef (why?)
When I could just hop in a Porsche?
You heard she gon' do what from who?
That's not a reliable source, no
So tell me, have you seen her?
Let me wrap my weave up
I'm the trap Selena
¡Dame más gasolina! Skrrt!

[Quavo:]
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin' out the court (jump)

[Nicki Minaj:]
Uh, yo, watch your man, then you should watch your mouth
Bitches is pressed, administer mouth to mouth
You see them stats, you know what I am about
I am the champ, I'm Iron Mike in a bout
Attention, I'ma need you to face front
You don't want smoke with me, this is a laced blunt
Rap's Jackie Chan, we ain't pullin' them fake stunts
My crown won't fit on your bum-ass lace fronts (uh)
You bitches catchin' a fade, shout out my nigga Lil Boosie
All of your friends'll be dead, you can get hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky, he say he love me like Lucy
Get you a straw nigga, you know this pussy is juicy
This Givenchy is custom made, now you can't get it at Saks though
I don't work in no office, but they copyin' and that's facts though
I ain't tryna be violent, but if Nicki on it, it slaps, ho
Get you lined for that paper like a loose leaf when that strap blow
I'm with a couple bad bitches that'll rip the party
If Quavo the QB, I'm Nick Lombardi
Pull up in the space coupe, I done linked with Marty
I can actually afford to get a pink Bugatti
"Hey yo Nick, didn't you just do a hit with Gotti?"
That too, but my niggas send hits like Gotti
It's a wrap, like the things on the head of a Saudi
Bitch, you my son, go and sit on the potty (rrrr)

[Takeoff:]
Brand new Chanels (Chanels)
I scuffed 'em runnin' from 12 (12)
Ain't make no commitment with none of you bitches
'Cause money is treatin' me well (uh uh)
If Nicki should show me her titty
Right hand on the Bible, I swear I won't tell (swear)
If I get to play with that kitty
I wonder how many platinums we gon' sell (albums)
Pop a Perc and catch a feel (I pop one)
Now I cannot feel the wheel (woah)
My chest bad, give me chills
And the left hand on Richard Mille (ice)
Not the watch, but the price on the ice
If you don't know what that is (huh)
Motorsport, motorville
Abort the mission, that's a kill (pew, pew, brrr)

[Quavo:]
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sports (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up, woo, woo, jumpin' out the court (jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?), we didn't take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift), on the Nawf, get serious (serious)

Girl, yeah, yeah, I wish my grandma could see me (grandma)
Take away pain, ain't easy (pain)
That's why I fire up a bleezy (fire)
Niggas not cappin' this season

 

[fox69]

"Move"

"Move"


[Hook - Quavo:]
Million dollars make a nigga motherfucking move
Move, move, move, uh!
Two thousand dollars buy a bad bitch shoes
God done know she gone move
Pull out the chopper, everybody move
Raw, baw, raw, graw, get the fuck back
Treat you like a cow, nigga you better move
Moooooove
You better move, move it
You better move, you better move, move it
You got to move (get out), you got to move (move)
You got to move (move), you got to move!

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
When the plug make the call, know that I can move the ball
Nigga can you flip it all, can you make a fifty ball
In the streets I'm a wizard, call me Quavo John Wall
Selling rolls, no Quan, Roll Latifah said it all
Got to have a gas mask in the kitchen cause I cough
Move the work out to Memphis so shout out to Dolph
You niggas is fiction, I know that you false
Rick Ross ain't the only nigga in the world boss
Put the Forgi's on the old school, riding Chevy T-top
When a nigga walk up on me, freeze him like a freeze pop
Feeling like a DJ, hit em with the rerock
Feeling like I'm lost nigga rerock on the D-block
Fucking with the Chi-town niggas out in O-block
Finger fuck the pot, I can make it snow on your block
Nigga just was cooking, that's the reason why the stove hot
Seeing money, in my dreams I had a bank roll knot

[Hook - Quavo]

[Verse 2 - Offset:]
I'm a criminal, I got to move my operation
You don't got the money on time, my nigga what's your occupation
I played em with the muslim, we came up with the [?]
We would never be in cases, never in investigations
Told em As-salamu alaykum cause my niggas kept it sacred
I'm feeling like Big Meech I got a hundred million in my vases
I got GD in my vessel, pistol popping like it's kettle
I can make 100 thousand dollars with no effort
Got a thousand niggas with me, they looking for you like bounties
I'm a put a tax on the gas moving out the county
Sipping active, got me drowsy, trapping, capping, Maui Waui
I got bricks up in the U-haul, I got workers in the mountains
How fast can you count it, my nigga I don't need to count it
You a cannibal, run off with the pack, eat em like animals
Bricks up in Florida, they calling me a Seminole
I know how to move em, Michael Jackson, I'm a smooth criminal

[Hook - Quavo]

[Verse 3 - Takeoff:]
Drinking on Activis, whip the work then I'm packing it
100K in the attic, I got the bricks in the cabinet
Though the work is immaculate, I be trapping and dabbing it
On the island I'm cooling it, had the kush in my Loubotins
It's an intruder in the window, I'm shooting, fly to Bermuda
Pull up with choppers with the coolers in it
I'm trapping, got a half a bag but don't know what to do with it
Fuck a milli, bet a thou'll make your bitch get loose with it
Selling out arenas, fuck a nigga's city up, we used to it
They never seen 100 thousand cause you niggas new to it
QC that's the label got a solid foundation
My nigga trapping out vacants, we smoking gas like Jamaica
Black and white Bentley Musalnne but I am not racist
Traveling around the world to go get Benjamin faces
If you ain't talking bout money then I get aggravated
Get up out my face if you ain't talking Benji Franklins
Taking trips across the nation

[Hook - Quavo]

 

[fox69]

"Muhfuckn Tired"

"Muhfuckn Tired"


Yeah, young rich niggas
Back to back, two times
Hahaha

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
Hit a nigga with the throwaway
Bitch I came from another place
Unfortunately we couldn't beat the case
Fuck it we outta jail anyway
You want the Migo gang? You got to pay
Kickin' in doors for the 10k, 14k, anything
Young nigga cashin' out for the change
I already dreamed that I had the fame
Red and white coupe like a candy cane
Pop a perc, it feel like Bruce Wayne
Chop a brick like I'm Tsung Shang
Bitch I'm dabbin' in my own lane
Choke, slam a nigga, Quavo Kane
I hate a nigga tryna cook plain
Cause my money taller than a great dane
We gave the world, dab fever check
My receipt is thousand dollar sneakers
Stop and get a play from cheetah
Quavo Derek Jeter, keep a street sweeper
I'm a salt water alligator eater
I play with water, you can check the meter
Cookie bag, damn I toss the reefer
Migo gang, aka grim reapers

[Hook - Quavo:]
Try the squad, nigga shots fired
Thugger daughter motherfuckin' tired (my niece)
Baby bottles, ain't no babies cryin' (drank)
Hit 'em if he cross the gun line
You holdin' yours? I'ma bust mine
He lookin' wrong, call it sus time
Free my niggas, give 'em phone time
Skin a nigga like a pork rind
We get to the money in short time
Watch us make it back 10 times
My wrist spinnin', I'm so fuckin' tired
That my favorite line of motherfuckin' tired
Chop a brick like a samurai
We the niggas make the birds fly
Then I fucked the bitch five times
Then I took her out cause I'm fuckin' tired

[Verse 2 - Takeoff:]
Takeoff!!
Just fucked a model bitch five times
I just ate a burger from Five Guys
I'm smokin' on cookies from high time
You smokin' with [?] outside
Migo gang, we have them mob ties
Put a fuck nigga on Fox 5
Pretty little bitch with her mouth wide
She see me pull up in that, frog eyes
Your bitch is 30 on the beat
Keep a 30 by my side
My bitches on fleek, Louboutin they feet
Ain't no question my niggas gon' ride
Ain't talkin' bout Drexler
When they come to that dope, nigga, I bet it's gon' glide
Ain't talkin' bout Dexter
Cook in the laboratory, [?] friends on my eyes
Remember my pockets win the [?]
So every check gotta pay my tithes
Nigga tellin' lies just to cut time
My nigga you see 'em televised
No matter how hard I try
When I put music out I'm still gon' get criticized
Nigga fuckin' round with squad
Think they wanna get decapitized

[Hook - Quavo:]
Try the squad, nigga shots fired
Thugger daughter motherfuckin' tired (my niece)
Baby bottles, ain't no babies cryin' (drank)
Hit 'em if he cross the gun line
You holdin' yours? I'ma bust mine
He lookin' wrong, call it sus time
Free my niggas, give 'em phone time
Skin a nigga like a pork rind
We get to the money in short time
Watch us make it back 10 times
My wrist spinnin', I'm so fuckin' tired
That my favorite line of motherfuckin' time
Chop a brick like a samurai
We the niggas make the birds fly
Then I fucked the bitch five times
Then I took her out cause I'm fuckin' tired

[Verse 3 - Offset:]
I'm tired.... I'm tired
These niggas flexin'
They talk about diamonds, they do not got VS inside 'em
I hit a lick, we divided it
Porsche with the gator inside of it
I'm on three Percs and I'm out of it
She gonna suck me up privately
I was young when the trap game adopted me
Grabbed the stick and shot his abdomen
Young nigga I am an arson
I got the pump in the cut with the carbon
My wrist cost a motherfuckin' 'Rari
I am a boss, I pull strings like Atari
You out of season, you need Lawries
Pull up in Beamers but trap out a Taurus
Look at the brick on my wrist look like Mick
When I got famous I darkened my tint
She took a mile when I gave her an inch
Won't sell my soul for some cash or a bitch
Hop in the plane and we land in Berlin
Christian Dior my bitch and her friend
[?] when I was in the pen
Prayin' to God that I don't go again

[Hook - Quavo:]
Try the squad, nigga shots fired
Thugger daughter motherfuckin' tired (my niece)
Baby bottles, ain't no babies cryin' (drank)
Hit 'em if he cross the gun line
You holdin' yours? I'ma bust mine
He lookin' wrong, call it sus time
Free my niggas, give 'em phone time
Skin a nigga like a pork rind
We get to the money in short time
Watch us make it back 10 times
My wrist spinnin', I'm so fuckin' tired
That my favorite line of motherfuckin' time
Chop a brick like a samurai
We the niggas make the birds fly
Then I fucked the bitch five times
Then I took her out cause I'm fuckin' tired