Migos

[fox69]

"Can't Have One"
(feat. Migos)

"Can't Have One"
(feat. Migos)



[Takeoff:]
The prada the fendi the Gucci pull up in a suzuki I ride with a cutie
Mcm bag got a cutie you a jetrace paul moody
The Christian Louis Vuitton checking my Louis Vuitton
Blowing up like I'm from Kazakhstan I'm mr miyagi you danielson
So many designer they coming from china and my trap house look like I'm working in a vagina
I'm rolling the cord no Christian spiner the niggas starring at me like it's the finals
I got a plug and he got a plug but I got a plug and I got the drugs
9 of my circle I show you no love I don't do the dub I sell you a dub
Whipping that brick like it's tobi I'm ballin on top Ginobili
I'm scorring on niggas like kobe the teeths and mic I know you can't hold me
My shoes are balisiaga heck my belt ferragamo
Camos got me colder than tundra hey one put that on my momma

 

[fox69]

"Carbon"

"Carbon"


DJ Cash I'm in the building AG victorious what up?
Real niggas round here
Migos! Rich The Kid!

Walk up in the club I ball on numbers
Migos get my family so fuck how niggas feel
We the real niggas who real kill
Walk up in the club I pose...
Walk up in the club I ball on numbers
Migos get my family so fuck how niggas feel
We the real niggas who real kill

Real deal, OG bag how fornest is that?
Playing with them keys nigga call me Teddy Prendergast
Been over sea nigga kicking it in Pakistan
Give me a flipper and a caravan
I pray the Lord, tell nigga I've been praying the Lord
Met with us all, my niggas ain't ready for war
Fuck nigga wanna get mad
Cut my swag out the park nigga
Yo wish nigga I plan and going
The backyard of my park gone

Walk up in the club I ball on numbers
Migos get my family so fuck how niggas feel
We the real niggas who real kill
Walk up in the club I pose...
Walk up in the club I ball on numbers
Migos get my family so fuck how niggas feel
We the real niggas who real kill

Fuck nigga Miami your walking is sill for real?
Pull up in black hit the cap at
I fucking lick your bill feel
OG got back in the effy
I got more trees that Timbaland (Timberland)
I'm in the tongue of my Everest
Wish nigga I see in the mirror
Like fornesting for nigga they thinking they buy
Paint you pipe so rich
Walk in the club with that pipe
Goodie for nigga be blocking

Walk up in the club I ball on numbers
Migos get my family so fuck how niggas feel
We the real niggas who real kill
Walk up in the club I pose...
Walk up in the club I ball on numbers
Migos get my family so fuck how niggas feel
We the real niggas who real kill

 

[fox69]

"Champion"
(feat. Rae Sremmurd)

"Champion"
(feat. Rae Sremmurd)



[Rich The Kid:]
I'm that nigga she could spend them bands with
Look at all these rings, I won the championship
Running with the cheque like I got Nikes on
Baby told me please put down that Styrofoam
I'm that nigga she could spend them bands with
Look at all these rings, I won the championship
Running with the cheque like I got Nikes on
Baby told me please put down that Styrofoam

Sippin' on the drank, I'm looking like I'm sleep
Switching bitches and they kissin', I'm in love with freaks
Look at my neck, wet, I got to flex
The king was never at school, I ran up a cheque
Been trapping the same spot
I dropped a Benz on a watch
Bitch gon' suck it or not, still got the dope in my sock
I made a mill with that same wrist
Niggas gon' hate and it don't mean shit
Drinking the cup with the Actavis
My little niggas strapped like a terrorist
Since I got the cheque, I had to ball on 'em
You say you got the shooters, you can't call on 'em
Bitch I know you broke so you gonna run your mouth
Play with me, I pop up at your momma house

I'm that nigga she could spend them bands with
Look at all these rings, I won the championship
Running with the cheque like I got Nikes on
Baby told me please put down that Styrofoam
I'm that nigga she could spend them bands with
Look at all these rings, I won the championship
Running with the cheque like I got Nikes on
Baby told me please put down that Styrofoam

[Slim Jxmmi:]
Yeah break a bitch back, break a bitch back
Feel like Slick, Rick without the eye patch
Hoe you know that I put my city on the map
If I want her I'm a get her and I promise that
I look like a nigga with a lot of racks
I fell into some money, don't know how to act
Running with the cheque like I got Nikes on
I'm Slim Jxmmi, but my money long
Benjamin's, Benjamin's, 'em my only friend
You don't wanna race me nigga I am in the Benz
I am an Olympian, I'm going for the win
You know how I do it man I'm speeding on the freeway
Spend a whole bag on her like it was a B-Day
Eat that pussy good man I gotta call it mean, baby
All these rings, feel like MJ
All this money, she don't care what her friends say

[Rich The Kid:]
I'm that nigga she could spend them bands with
Look at all these rings, I won the championship
Running with the cheque like I got Nikes on
Baby told me please put down that Styrofoam
I'm that nigga she could spend them bands with
Look at all these rings, I won the championship
Running with the cheque like I got Nikes on
Baby told me please put down that Styrofoam

 

[fox69]

"Chances"

"Chances"


[Hook - Quavo:]
Chances
I done took a whole lotta chances
Romantic
I fuck her, I ain't tryna be romantic
Dancing
I just left the jeweler diamonds dancing
Damage
Try to take it my chopper do damage
Panic
Hold that dope down lil bitch bae don't panic
Fancy
I ain't got no time if you fancy
Frantic
I used to have J's going frantic
Outstanding
Looking at my life right now, this shit outstanding

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
I took a whole lot of chances
Reminiscing in my mansion
Thinking back then in the bando I put the dope in her panties
Remember back then on the North side 50 bands in the suitcase
Free my big brother Kobe
That's the only nigga that threw me the 10k
We were so hot we could sizzle
Now I'm so cold like a blizzard
You think my life was a riddle
Till I send my niggas go and get them
I do this shit for my dawgs
We used to kick doors and all
Now we fuck hoes and ball
Now we fuck hoes and ball
You don't understand it
I took all these chances
That's why I move all my niggas to my fucking mansion
We came from nothing jugg a cutie smokin' onion
We came a long way from the bando smelling like funyuns
(Gone)

[Hook - Quavo:]
Chances
I done took a whole lotta chances
Romantic
I fuck her, I ain't tryna be romantic
Dancing
I just left the jeweler diamonds dancing
Damage
Try to take it my chopper do damage
Panic
Hold that dope down lil bitch bae don't panic
Fancy
I ain't got no time if you fancy
Frantic
I used to have J's going frantic
Outstanding
Looking at my life right now, this shit outstanding

[Verse 2 - Offset:]
Advancement
Money keep coming on in, Imma buy me an Aston
Outstanding
Look at my diamonds they dancing
Give me compliments on my fashion
Cum on her face on her lashes
Kick that bitch out of my mansion
Them choppers come then it get drastic
Got your gat then we tell you to [?]
I'm getting money, my kids gotta eat
Spend 50 thousand on my watch, it ain't cheap
You couldn't walk a mile in my motherfucking feet
Wanna get out so I took the damn plea
I took a chance
You told on your man
Got a bitch up in France
Call my phone when she land
She in love with my cash
Treat that bitch like a nat
Send my shooters attack
I can never go back
Act a fool with the gat
Christian Louboutin on [?]
Grab the 40 blow your hat
But don’t nobody know bout that
(Hold that down)

[Hook - Quavo:]
Chances
I done took a whole lotta chances
Romantic
I fuck her, I ain't tryna be romantic
Dancing
I just left the jeweler diamonds dancing
Damage
Try to take it my chopper do damage
Panic
Hold that dope down lil bitch bae don't panic
Fancy
I ain't got no time if you fancy
Frantic
I used to have J's going frantic
Outstanding
Looking at my life right now, this shit outstanding

[Verse 3 - Takeoff:]
Take a look at my life you spazzing
I’m the one that told them bout the fashion
Dabbin cup nasty that plastic you can have it
Block on fire like a dragon
No question when police be asking
Not having nigga you fasting
I do this rap shit with passion
Young nigga taking them chances
Running with plays like I’m Collie Martin
Remember when I wasn't havin'
Like I got it I call that shit below average
Now I make a movie Great Gatsby
Remember they didn’t want to call me
Takeoff [?]
Now look at them, got them embarrassed
Chances, only got one shot gotta get to the top
And niggas can’t stand it
Your bitches gone still drop they panties
All the advances when you get chances
Panic, my pinky ring it do damage
Smell like a [?] on campus
They hated us so they banned us
(Chances)

[Hook - Quavo:]
Chances
I done took a whole lotta chances
Romantic
I fuck her, I ain't tryna be romantic
Dancing
I just left the jeweler diamonds dancing
Damage
Try to take it my chopper do damage
Panic
Hold that dope down lil bitch bae don't panic
Fancy
I ain't got no time if you fancy
Frantic
I used to have J's going frantic
Outstanding
Looking at my life right now, this shit outstanding

 

[fox69]

"Chapter 1"

"Chapter 1"


[Hook - Takeoff:]
Trendsetters, go-getters, drug dealers
Dope dealers, all my niggas
Can’t leave that house without your pistol then I fucks with you
Pimp niggas, can’t forget about my rich niggas
Bad bitches independent that don’t need a nigga
Ain’t got no flaws, pause, bitch look like a model picture
Ball, we gon’ buy it all, hit the mall with you
This for them niggas and them bitches been through pain with you
Get the picture?

[Verse 1 - Takeoff:]
Trap niggas trap in the trenches
They been fingerprinted, they all in the system
Rest in peace Sandra Bland and Michael Brown
I pray I don’t become a victim
Rest in peace Pistol Pete, nigga I miss you
Smoking that OG gas bag in a swisher
Drinking on codeine, don’t fuck with that Henny
And it’s 7% alcohol in it
Free West Side, he doing five
That’s a sentence, time ticket
Want my niggas to be free so they can just see how we living
That boy Freaky, he be geekin’ on them Xans, trigger itching
Look like Kim Possible from Disney, I send him on a mission
Niggas throw salt on your pimping, they can’t wait to catch you slipping
Tripping, burnt out niggas [?], don’t know what these niggas sipping
Trapping that contraband, never run out of narcotics
Drug dealer that is my nigga
Asian persuasion, caucasian, black, white, and Jamaican
I never discriminate races

[Hook - Takeoff:]
Trendsetters, go-getters, drug dealers
Dope dealers, all my niggas
Can’t leave that house without your pistol then I fucks with you
Pimp niggas, can’t forget about my rich niggas
Bad bitches independent that don’t need a nigga
Ain’t got no flaws, pause, bitch look like a model picture
Ball, we gon’ buy it all, hit the mall with you
This for them niggas and them bitches been through pain with you
Get the picture?

[Verse 2 - Offset:]
Got a bitch up in the kitchen whipping up Diana
Got a banana, black bandana hang off the handle
Trapping the Porsche, hit the panel
Stuffing the dope in the camel
My niggas is too hot to handle
This is a real nigga anthem
Bad bitches, independent, on her business
I pull up in the phantom and I got ten models with me
Plus ten choppers with me
Sipping on drink, my doctor with me
Fuck that ho in a drop top Bentley
Too many shooters so you cannot get me
Hop in the foreign, and jump out the Bentley
These bitches sucking on dick so don’t kiss me
Ain’t talking money so dismiss me
Your bitch keep telling me she miss me
She eat up the molly like Nestlé
Call me sir when you address me
Don’t let the money get the best of me
Can’t let these niggas get the recipe

[Hook - Takeoff:]
Trendsetters, go-getters, drug dealers
Dope dealers, all my niggas
Can’t leave that house without your pistol then I fucks with you
Pimp niggas, can’t forget about my rich niggas
Bad bitches independent that don’t need a nigga
Ain’t got no flaws, pause, bitch look like a model picture
Ball, we gon’ buy it all, hit the mall with you
This for them niggas and them bitches been through pain with you
Get the picture?

[Verse 3 - Quavo:]
Ball players, trap niggas, trendsetters
Gang members, we the same niggas
Thick women, little bitty women
Big mama, little mama, y’all the same sister
I been on my grind, I beat the odds
I know that I tried at least a thousand times
My grandmama died, she stay on my mind
At least I let her see me at the top and I made her smile
I keep it real for my niggas, got love for my niggas
Remember them days, we kicking in doors, came up off of pistols
And it’s so sad niggas in your hood hating on you
But it’s all good, you got niggas cocked and aimed on ‘em

[Hook - Takeoff:]
Trendsetters, go-getters, drug dealers
Dope dealers, all my niggas
Can’t leave that house without your pistol then I fucks with you
Pimp niggas, can’t forget about my rich niggas
Bad bitches independent that don’t need a nigga
Ain’t got no flaws, pause, bitch look like a model picture
Ball, we gon’ buy it all, hit the mall with you
This for them niggas and them bitches been through pain with you
Get the picture?

 

[fox69]

"Check"

"Check"


[Intro: Quavo]
Migos, what
Chains on my motherfucking neck
Bitch I'ma die by my respect

[Hook: Quavo]
Chains on my motherfucking neck
Bitch I'ma die by my respect
Came in the door with that Tec
Came in the door just for the check

Chains on my motherfucking neck
Bitch I'ma die by my respect
Came in the door with that Tec
Came in the door just for the check

[Verse 1: Quavo]
4 chains on my neck all cost a fifty checks
That's 50 plus 50 plus 50 plus 50
Doggin out your hoe, cause I'm having all this dab
Had a Uber pick her up, that's the modern day taxi cab
Came from the north nigga
Bando with a fork nigga
Shmoney gang, Migos gang, shooters up north nigga
Riding 'round town with a cutie of the cookies
Some of you rappers is pussy
Flexing in front of the footage (flex)
Keep a Cuban north good in
But my niggas got the good en (gas)
Look at your bitch told her get in
I'm getting my young Tiger Wood in
All this work a nigga put in
Salute me when you see me then
Free my niggas in the pen
That's how a nigga came in

[Hook: Quavo]
Chains on my motherfucking neck
Bitch I'ma die by my respect
Came in the door with that Tec
Came in the door just for the check

Chains on my motherfucking neck
Bitch I'ma die by my respect
Came in the door with that Tec
Came in the door just for the check

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Came in that door for the check and shit
Invisible set diamond necklace
Pay my due to and walked my shoes
Young rich nigga, respect this shit
Mama said that I'm intelligent
I'm dabbing on niggas, go excellent
[?] heaven sent
If you ain't Migo gang then you irrevelent
Came in the game, I stayed and changed the game, a nigga talk slang
Rather be rich fuck the fame
But some of you niggas change up on some change
I'm blowing shit up like Hussein
Any nigga wanna pull up with me, tell 'em pull up and just say their name
The chopper is 'bout to decapitate brains
All I wanted was the check
Diamonds on my wrist and neck
Making money, niggas calling me Meech
Rick James, I'm rich
A lot of niggas start dabbing
A lot of niggas said they haven't
That's a lot of hoes in my kitchen
Kim Kardashian's with no panties

[Hook: Quavo]
Chains on my motherfucking neck
Bitch I'ma die by my respect
Came in the door with that Tec
Came in the door just for the check

Chains on my motherfucking neck
Bitch I'ma die by my respect
Came in the door with that Tec
Came in the door just for the check

 

[fox69]

"China Town"

"China Town"


[Hook:]
Black shades, Johnny Cage, diamonds go parade
Motorola in the kitchen, whippin' Sonya
My plug look like Pacquiao, his daughter is Kitana
Young rich nigga, getting money until Winter
China Town, China Town, China Town, China Town
Young rich nigga I got plugs out in China Town
China Town, China Town, China Town, China Town
Young rich nigga I got plugs out in China Town

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Sellin' that dope to the leems and lames, I pull up and I'm in your lane
That droptop that Audi insane, karate that chop on my brain
Got a main bitch, no name
My main plug, name Fang
He choppin' them bricks and remixin' them chickens
He front me the work, now I got a ticket
My plug came from China, my diamonds Albino
I got the birds singing like I'm Richie Lionel, I mean Lionel Richie
Finessing the plug, again I did it, my bitches exquisite
My life is expensive, you flexing the rental
Erasing the work, like a #2 pencil
Hoes with me, on the left and the right
I'm feeling like Malcolm I'm stuck in the middle
You a rat in the hood, Stuart Little
I'm blowing on gas like a fiddle
Young nigga in the hood selling nickels, white boys keep the ice Popsicles
Flip the work, like a acrobat, doing jumping jacks
J's sniff the work off the plate, had a heart attack

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Whippin' the coca, no cola
You want it, just hit me on my Motorola
My diamonds are yellow carona, I'm selling the Pissy Fiona (why, why)
I'm smoking that gas with Obama, I pull up in Zondas, you pull up in Hondas
I laugh at you clowns, Ronald Mcdonald, choppin' a ton of Osama
Mr. Miyagi my plug, I make all the profit, for checkin his Nazi
I'm feeling like Christopher Wallce, Versace, Versace, Versace
All these damn plugs, and young Takeoff I'm the socket
Beat that block, Bernard Hopkins, I got flavor Baskin Robins
I'm fuckin' Kitana, you know I got Sonya, for days
My diamonds they kick Johnny Cage, Quentin Jackson Rampage
Plug out in ChinaTown, hit my cell and said he got that shrimp fired rice,
He drop the price by the pound in China Town

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Chirpin'"

"Chirpin'"


[Hook:]
It's a brand new day and the birds they chirpin
It's a brand new day plus my Nextel chirpin
Ya'll niggas got work but ya'll never ever workin
Throwin money in the club when you know yo' pockets hurtin

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
It's a brand new day, got brand new bitches
Wrapping up chickens, I'm leaning, I feel like I'm feenin
But really I'm trippin
Only want balance when I rock the Bentley
Gas so loud, y'all niggas can't hear me
Pull out that KLAW, know they gone feel me
Whippin that Brittney, that Whitney, That Lidnsey
Like I'm a chemist, treat em like dentist
You showing your benjis on instagram flexing
Maybe tonight, but ain't got a session
I hate to be you cause I know it's depressing
Must think it's upsetting the way that I'm dressing
I walk up in Neiman, I see it I cop it
I pull out my pocket, you pull out your wallet
Who you impressing, you know you ain't got it
Diggin through pockets, changing the topic
Nigga just stop it, it hurt me to see you ain't got it
Make me wanna come out my pocket
I'm a get it back cause a nigga got a sack, so my lil' double cup got full of the act
Young nigga got bricksquad, we crack
If a nigga talkin back, I'm aimin the strap
It's a brand new day, in a brand new whip, and a brand new 45 sittin in my lap

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Aye hold up Takeoff, you see that nigga
It's a brand new nigga on the block, hit his ass with a brand new Glock
Knock em off the block like he playing hopscotch
My niggas is crazy, we keep the new babies
We ride in Mercedes keep crack like the 80s
They cook it, they whippin, they slavin
I 'round the city screaming "Mama we made it"
I'm busting them bricks out the wrapper
Too hot for a trapper, so now I'm a rapper
My pot too big, got too much water, so I skrt-skrt with a broke paddle
I see you running with the sack,
Quavo the linebacker so I had to make the tackle
Got Migos in Mexico right now, putting 50 bricks on a horse sadle
I'm servin them patients, my money is ancient,
My diamonds are lookin like I bought a ice glacier
Addicted to paper, I movin to Cali, I roll me a blunt and I go watch the Lakers
So much gas you'll need a ventilator, my house so big got marijuana acres
Pots in the pan, Quavo the baker, money in the jar, look like a saltshaker.

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Clientele"
(feat. Chinx Drugz)

"Clientele"
(feat. Chinx Drugz)



[Hook x2:]
I got bells like trees on Christmas
Like Papa got them chickens
Got a red foreign bitch, she whip it
She can do, she can do the dishes
Clientele, clientele, clientele, clientele
I got bricks I don't need no scale
I'm the plug bitch I got clientele

[?] crazy, my bands gone crazy
In the kitchen water whippin' cause I got clientele
I don't need a scale, shift it to the metal
Got all white bitch I ain't tellin' no tale
50 bricks in the ceiling and I ain't talkin' [?]
Big [?] blunts [?] Jamaican
True Religion pants got 50k in em'
Foreign bitch like [?]
[?] Maserati
Money real old like Bill Cosby
Droppin' bands in Lennox while you shoppin' at the hobby lobby
My ice, real cold like [?] Spring water
Bitch I am the plug I can take your order

[Hook]

[Chinx Drugz:]
I got bricks I don't need no scale
Get knocked out and gettin' no bell
Still East side [?]
That Southside cartel
Them hoes love how I roll
Keep bad bitch on their toe
I got the bitch of your dreams
But that's [?] soft
My watch cost bout fourty
They came with a Glock fourty
You reach for it, you seek for it
We're breaking new, top stories
Them bricks truck we roll up then we hop out
Know a couple real niggas got real money hit rock bottom

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Cocaina"
(feat. Young Thug)

"Cocaina"
(feat. Young Thug)



[Hook - Quavo & Young Thug:]
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, I don't wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call the girl mamacita
Cocaina, cocaina, I do this shit for my familia

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
Turn a half to a whole thing
With cocaina you will make a name
If you wanna make a mountain
Gotta turn that kitchen to a hurricane
Trapping out the boarded houses
Don't go check the door without John Wayne
All white bricks, plain Jane
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, I don't wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call the girl mamacita
Cocaina, cocaina, I do this shit for my familia
Have you ever seen a drop before?
Have you ever seen a drought? (hell nah)
Have you ever seen a pot before?
Fishscale jumping out
Everybody know cocaina make the whole world turn around
Out of Venezuela talking cocaina with the plug right now

[Hook - Quavo & (Young Thug):]
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, I don't wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call the girl mamacita
Cocaina, cocaina, I do this shit for my familia

[Verse 2 - Young Thug:]
YSL YSL, Migos 'til I'm dead and pale
No cop whip it like a shelf
Cut that profit like, yeah
Throttled up look like a crocker
Got some bad hoes up in here rappin'
Got some coasters round my neck like pastors
Fuck a father like son, bitch, we bastards (fuck em)
Got some baking soda, that's what sells a plug
I wanna see some heels, cooking make me love
Yeah, I got that dope like pieces, I would love to meet ya
I done beat it, beat it, now she say she bleeding
Don't mislead her, treat her now she knows it's easy
She know it's easy yea

[Hook - Quavo & Young Thug:]
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, I don't wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call the girl mamacita
Cocaina, cocaina, I do this shit for my familia

[Verse 3 - Takeoff:]
Cocaina, call it Miley Cyrus
Actavis 'cause we don't drink that wise shit
They talking about the Migos we spreading like we a virus
Thinking about running up on me, think I'm sweet, I wouldn't advise it
Diamonds build our temperature up, fucking run it to the closet
Chopper make you do whatever I say niggas call me sire
When they growing all pinocchio, nigga, but I ain't lying
Most of these bitches ain't mine, I fuck them then move down the line
See that cocaina gon' bring you to crime
And that cocaina gon' start bringing the fire
But get caught with that cocaina get time
You been fucking up and run at the wrong time
It can be a crumb they gon' charge you like it's a dime
Looking at my neck and wrist like why I can't shine
Looking at the IA like why can't I rise?
Cocaina come out the boat and it's certified

[Hook - Quavo & Young Thug:]
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
(Cocaina, cocaina)
Cocaina, cocaina
Cocaina, cocaina, I don't wanna serve my people
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call them birds, call them seagulls
Cocaina, cocaina, you can call the girl mamacita
Cocaina, cocaina, I do this shit for my familia