Migos

[fox69]

"Falisha"
(feat. Rich Homie Quan)

"Falisha"
(feat. Rich Homie Quan)



[Hook: Quavo]
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a whip
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a sip
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a ride
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a thing
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for nothing
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for nothing
Falisha, I ain't gotta ask no nigga
I ain't askin' no nigga, don't ask me, nigga
Falisha, I ain't gotta ask that nigga
I ain't askin' no nigga for shit, nigga
Falisha, act like Falisha, act like Falisha
Falisha, you act like Falisha, you act like Falisha

[Verse 1: Quavo]
No I'm not askin' you niggas for nothin' because I don't need 'em
When I was down bad, was I really askin' you people?
I was hurtin', I really had to kick them doors and do shit illegal
Then we took off, in the top floor of the continental
Yep top floor, criss cross the block like the eyes on Debo (cock-eyed)
Gon' get my money, bitch and keep your eyes on the road
And then she asked me where we goin', I don't know
What's all of these questions for?
You actin' like your name Falisha, ho
Back then I was in everything
They thought I had legs like a centipede
Got tired of runnin' to my mama for shit
So I kicked me a door in at 17
All of my brothers depend on me
All of my sisters depend on me
Don't run up on me askin' me for nothin'
'Cause I'm takin' my people across the country

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Offset]
The fuck is you thinkin'
You think I'ma ask for some Benjis? Fuck is you thinkin'?
If a nigga ask me do I need somethin', I get offended, come on
By myself, nigga, I'm independent
Breakin' the law with no codefendant
Go to jail, I get a lesser sentence
No niggas 'round me so ain't no snitchin'
Mansion, I own it
Jewelry, I own it, 'Rari, I own it
I used to beat up the pot, Adrian Broner
Aligator loafer, crocodile hunter
Young nigga I don't need assistance
But I still got an assistant
It's nothin' to go buy a Bentley
Unlike you lil' niggas, pockets on empty
When it come to the guala they callin' me Polomalu (run to the money)
Brokanese niggas still wearin' Prada
You know you broke, you don't think that's a problem
Askin' for money, that's not an option
Fuckin' your bitch then I took her shoppin'
Different color diamonds, Dennis Rodman
If I throw gotti, turn to a goblin

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Rich Homie Quan]
Stop beggin' ho
When she came to the car askin' for the microwave
Prolly fuckin' Falisha
Shout out Debo, he be gettin' a ho for everything
Migos my people
Yeah that Rich Homie shit runnin' through everything
Get bust by them people
Interrogation room, boy I swear I can't tell a name
Hundred thousand, bought a new car
Get wrong at the mouth, I'ma break your shit
And let a hundred thousand buy a new mouth
And I'm up any time
Just spent another two hundred thousand dollars on a new loft
Couple thousand, that don't mean you a boss
I got another 500 stashed behind the wall
Quavo do too, Offset do too

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Fall Back"

"Fall Back"


[Intro - Quavo:]
He a rich nigga boss up
She a bad bitch boss up
Broke Bitch fall back

[Hook - Quavo:]
Bad bitches boss up (boss up ay)
Broke Bitches fall back (fall back ay)
Rich nigga boss up (boss up ay)
Broke nigga fall back (fall back ay)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)

[Verse 1 - Quavo:]
I got 200 G's
And I got 200 keys
And you know I keep my self protected with the M16
And I'm serving feinds that ease the police
I do not freeze I'm from the nawfside I use my two feet
I'm getting rich with my dogs please do not get involved
All it take is one call they'll come knock you off
If you're talking bout that money baby we gets it all
Touchdown with that dirty bird like I'm Jamal
Plug count the babies when I saw him said awh
Bitch call my phone I'd decline the call
Make like a season bitch you need to fall
Niggas ain't shit you need to change your drawls
Broke niggas got a reason to complain baby
I came from nothing rich so spending like a Tasmanian
You walk around pockets smaller than a pomeranian
I got owls in my house but I'm not Canadian

[Hook - Quavo:]
Bad bitches boss up (boss up ay)
Broke Bitches fall back (fall back ay)
Rich nigga boss up (boss up ay)
Broke nigga fall back (fall back ay)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)

[Verse 2 - Offset:]
Offset...
I ain't here for the foolishness
Slanging balls like I'm Ludacris
Your jewelry foolery
Your diamonds they ain't fooling me
I'm a boss from the north don't chase these bitches cause they flaw
I'm in Mansion with two strippers told them call when they off
Hit that bitch with that stick now he eat his food out a straw
Sippin' Actavis I'm drinking syrup I don't got a cough
Fuck the media they slandering my name in the blogs
Wikipedia they got the Migo flow in their thought
These bitches fucking for nothing
These niggas flexing with nothing
That nigga was talkin we bust him
Fucking that bitch and her cousin
I'm a rich nigga bitch I get more money than your husband
She a rich bitch nigga you tryna spoil her she ain't want it
Woke up in the morning with two bitches made a porn
I didn't do this shit all by myself I had a army
She a boss bitch she pulling up in a Ferrari
Give me back my dab it don't belong to you I'm sorry

[Hook - Quavo:]
Bad bitches boss up (boss up ay)
Broke Bitches fall back (fall back ay)
Rich nigga boss up (boss up ay)
Broke nigga fall back (fall back ay)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)
No I ain't here for that (what you tell em' say)

[Verse 3 - Takeoff:]
Takeoff
I'm breaking that wall like a lumberjack if Police bust in my bando I'm flushing that
Rest in peace Pistol my nigga not coming back smoking on dro cause it come from a laundrymat
I got your bitch sucking me up no [?]
Chopper nail a nigga like he a [?]
Call up Rel Money if you want a Migos show [?] and you sending that
If I take a loss I'm a get it back
They stealing the flow and I'm sick of that
Show me that pink slip cause you rented that
Ain't going back and fourth cause I ain't here for that
Yung rich nation [?]
I've been balling but no [?]
And separate that from the white and black mansion no [?] or white people but we living that
All my bad bitches boss up
Broke bitches need to fall back
Nat nat alley cats
Back of the building fucking all my hoodrats
I'm dabbing watch like Cinemaxx
Dab on your bitch and I give her a heart attack
You still call it swag don't call it that
And these niggas know we was the one started that
First I grab the mic blow on stage then I fall back
Racks and stacks taller than Shaq but how good is your pack
You need to get up and get off your ass and get you a sack
Ain't talking bout money ain't tryna hear that so fall back

[Hook - Quavo:]
Bad bitches boss up (boss up ay)
Broke Bitches fall back (fall back ay)
Rich nigga boss up (boss up ay)
Broke nigga fall back (fall back ay)
Longway hit for that (what you tell em' say)
Longway hit for that (what you tell em' say)
Longway hit for that (what you tell em' say)
Longway hit for that (what you tell em' say)

 

[fox69]

"Famous"
(with Rich The Kid)

"Famous"
(with Rich The Kid)



[Hook - x2:]
Shorty say that I would never make it
Now I'm shitting on her cause I'm famous
Pulling up in Porsches and I'm racing
Paper, I got paper, I got paper
[x2]

[Verse 1 - Rich The Kid:]
Young nigga I made it
I'm finally famous
These bitches, they're driving me crazy
They turn on the t.v
They see me I'm getting the spinach
The broccoli, veggies my pockets is heavy
I was on the phone with Offset
Takeoff, told me we was finna takeoff, takeoff
Quavo told me pull up to the bando
Whole lotta money on the table, pesos
Now I pull up in the vert
And I'm sippin' on syrup
Ya bitch is a bird, so I kick her to the curb
The bitch got sum nerve
Feels good to be rich
Tryna figure out why you mad?
Fucking all the bitches that been had...
I'm addicted to the money
Fuck rehab
Had to buy mama a Porsche
Hot like a torch
Lil nigga jumped off the porch
She said I wouldn't make it
But now that I'm famous
I'm thanking the lord
I wrecked in the Masi
I switched to the Rarri
He driving a Ford
A rich nigga walking around with a 50
Count up when I'm bored

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Quavo:]
Paper on top of paper, yea we made it
All my old hoes, wanna have my baby
We was hittin' licks
Had the fucking block hot
Domingo hit my phone
Say he bouta touchdown know his name was out
I told em I make it rapping
They thought it was funny... (What the hell is so funny young nigga)
Then young nigga got rich, Start counting blue hunnids
Me and Rich flexing on a bitch
Then we go to Follies
Really don't know
Thinking bout copping a masi
Yeuhh
And I want it black and white like Sylvester
I'm a let you tell it
What would you do for the cheddar?
We moving together
I know that you just a beginner
50 choppers in a sprinter
My momma she told me go kill em'

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"FEMA"

"FEMA"


[Intro: Quavo]
Yuh, yuh, Migo, Migo, Migo, Migo
Zay, Zay, Zay, shout out to Zay, shout out to Zay, shout out to Zay.

[Hook: Quavo] [x2]
Katrina, call FEMA
Katrina, call FEMA
Katrina, call FEMA
Katrina, call FEMA
Hurricane wrist, hurricane wrist
Hurricane wrist, hurricane wrist
Hurricane wrist, hurricane wrist
Hurricane, hurricane, hurricane...

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Alberto, Debby, Hurricane Ernesto
I don't talk on the phone, I hit the jet I go see Pablo
J with the ashy knuckles knockin' at my front door
Ran out of dope you might just check with me tomorrow
I'm seeing dead faces, green numbers like the Matrix
He mad cause I finessed him with the pack and it's fugazi
Mollies, zans, lean, oxycontins came from Haiti
Baby kids in the trunk, you know I keep them babies, gone!

[Hook: Quavo] [x2]

[Verse 2: Take Off]
Call me Katrina, Katrina, somebody call FEMA my wrist is illegal
In the kitchen hit it with the eggbeater
On the pan you would think my name Peter
Cold as hell so a nigga keep the heater
Bally kicks on like I'm playing FIFA
With the Migos 30 for a feature
Purple lean it's 200 for a liter
Talking about I'm sipping lean by the liter
Y'all niggas still sipping margaritas
Y'all niggas don't know what a bando mean
Y'all niggas saying boards on the windows
Keep the wood in my hand, got a splinter
Got the white and tan bricks in the fender
Hurricane wrist spinning like a motor
IPhone been a trap phone, Motorola

[Hook: Quavo] [x2]

[Verse 3: Offset]
My wrist be spinning and spinning and spinning
We pullin' in Bentleys we winnin'
You losin', I came to conclusion finessin' the plug he lost and he clueless
The Uzi, the Uzi, they shooting, they shooting
These niggas they droppin' they floppin'
I call up the plug, he pullin' up
The birds they know that they flockin'
My whipgame it is so ancient
We cookin' the dope like it's baking
Young Offset's still in the vacant
We got the best dope in the nation
Them red and white, blue diamonds looking just like the Patriots
Before I sell the dope I let the J's taste it
It is amazing

[Hook: Quavo] [x2]

 

[fox69]

"Fight Night"

"Fight Night"


[Intro:]
If you know me this ain't my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gonna print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate

Public Service Announcement
Where all my rich niggas at man?
MIGO!

[Hook - Takeoff:]
Broke niggas stand to the left
My rich niggas stand to the right
Lil' mamma, she keep looking at me (lil' mama!)
I'm a knock the pussy out like fight night

Hit it with the left
Hit with the right
I'm a knock the pussy out like fight night

Beat it with the left
Beat it with the right
I'm a knock the pussy out like fight night

[Verse 1 - Takeoff:]
If you know me notice that my feng shui
Certified everywhere, ain't gotta print my resume
Talking crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate
Pocket rocket fire, watch him disintegrate
It's a truckload coming on the interstate
Sirloin steak all on my dinner plate
Your main bitch say she wanna make a sex tape

Rich nigga, I could never be a broke nigga (rich nigga)
Broke niggas I can never get along with them!
Always been hated since a little nigga (always)
It's forever pussy nigga gotta deal with it (rich nigga!)

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Quavo:]
Float like a butterly, sting like a bee
Rumble young nigga rumble!
Lil' mamma want a nigga like me in the sheets
Ice cube knock it out like Deebo

Now who's that talking that gangsta shit
Somebody gonna kick your ass
When I walk up in the club I better make a thunderstorm
Let them know that this a whole lot of cash

Rich niggas on the right all night (rich nigga)
Broke niggas to the left by yourself (brokanese)
Now who the hell just said that the roof on fire?
Call 911 like Wyclef

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Offset:]
I'm a rich nigga, I don't like a bitch nigga
Nigga broke nigga, I don't deal with you
All of my niggas, official, My bitches they strippers
My niggas they criminals trying to get to the M&Ms

If your bitch is so innocent, why she sucking my children
Last time I asked I dine and dashed and bitch I go in the building
Bad bitch make it clap let me know ya
Young rich nigga on the couch talking to Oprah

Bottles in the VIP while I stand on the sofa
I don't speak your language Brokanese, I thought I told ya
These bitches they be smokin' on hookah
My nigga ballin' like boodoos
Geeked up in the Double R, I scare ya bitch, Freddy Krueger
Flooded Franck Muller

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Finally Rich"

"Finally Rich"


Trap, Trap

Young nigga gotta trap
Pull up in the Phantom with the Forgiato rims
Two ho's, and they kissin' in the back
She poppin' the molly, she know that I'm rich
She flippin' & doin' them trick's
Walk in my mansion, and bitches are doin the dishes
You see how I live
These dollars I'm a mu-fuckin rich nigga
Give a fuck about a bitch nigga, rich nigga
[x2]

I been had a milli
These hater's they watchin they copy
I trap out the vacant
Momma said nigga be patient
I stayed in the trap and I made me a milli
My bitch is fuckin a bitch
Is fuckin my nigga look at my wrist
Livin like Tony Montana
I ride in the Mozzi
I switch to the poor Panemera
Fuck is you thinkin?
My young nigga hit you with Hollow's
You will not see a tomorrow
Real nigga pull up in the Range Rover
Uou a broke nigga fuckin' on the same ho
I'm a ball in the mall like Mutombo!
I tell you fuck nigga you stuck in your feeling's
I ride in the Rari, no ceilin'
Droppin' the top in the bently
Rich nigga stepped in the buildin'
Bitch I bags to the ceiling
I got diamonds on my neck
Your chick she fuckin' the rip
I walk in the room and she strip
They talkin' bout Q.C. the label
But they know that we rich
Young nigga I trap out the Benz
The trap it jumpin' Shawn Kemp
You nothin' but a shrimp
Ridin' round with 2 ho's and they kissin' in the back
Young nigga with a sack, Rich!

Young nigga gotta trap
Pull up in the Phantom with the Forgiato rims
Two ho's, and they kissin' in the back
She poppin' the molly, she know that I'm rich
She flippin' & doin' them trick's
Walk in my mansion, and bitches are doin the dishes
You see how I live
These dollars I'm a mu-fuckin rich nigga
Give a fuck about a bitch nigga, rich nigga
[x2]

Give a fuck about you.. or your feelin's
Young nigga worth a billion
The kitchen she whippin that Lindsay
Countin the benji, you envy
Laughin, I'm sippin' and drinkin' the pink
Broke as the bitch, there no gas in your tank
You ridin' a honda, I'm chasin the Comma's
Pull up in the Phantom!
Young nigga had to get it
From the bottom, [?]
You'll never find a nigga that can do it like me
On the jet gettin' paid flyin cross the country
Fuck all [?]
Your bitch wife me on tv
Walk in [?]
Diamonds dancing on the camera
Ask your baby momma, I'm the hottest in Atlanta

Red bottom my shoe, like I murdered a bitch
VVS diamonds, my neck, and my wrist
Got 5 gold ring's on
Nigga mad cause his girl got my song on her ringtone
Pull up in Phantom, I'm ridin with Loucy
See she got a trophy
I know that you cussin' and lovin' that bitch
You watchin' her clothes leave

Young nigga gotta trap
Pull up in the Phantom with the Forgiato rims
Two ho's, and they kissin' in the back
She poppin' the molly, she know that I'm rich
She flippin' & doin' them trick's
Walk in my mansion, and bitches are doin the dishes
You see how I live
These dollars I'm a mu-fuckin rich nigga
Give a fuck about a bitch nigga, rich nigga
[x2]

 

[fox69]

"Finesser"

"Finesser"


[Hook: Quavo]
Finess ha, finess ha
Finess ha, finess ha
This is my life, (my life, my life)
This is my life
Finess ha, finess ha
Finess ha, finess ha
This is my life
This is my life (finess, finess, finess)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Finessed the plug by the check, I hop on a jet, I go to Quebec
When I went to the jeweler didn't know what I wanted
And I told him as long as my diamonds are wet
I am a blessing and you are a curse
I only finesse the plug with words
Placed the order, I ordered the birds
He put him in car then a young nigga scurrr
Teen bands in the suitcase no flex
Young nigga in the hood, walkin round sellin nicks
Ever since a young nigga, ballin like a net
And I got a extra plug, no Jeremy Lin
Let the top back, let your hair blow in the wind
Finesse the plug, I don’t need a Benjamin
Judge out of trial say no innocence
Smoking on gas blunts Longer than incense

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Offset]
Juug, Finesse, Steal
I gotta have a mill, I was raised on the hill like Jack and the Jill
Do anything just to pay them bills
My brother caught 15 waitin for the pill
When a nigga broke he comin at yo throat
Tryna sell da coke but it really insult
My lil nigga Chi got smoke
Hungry for the money, tryna get the dough
Shit get real, nigga tried to kill
All this bullshit for a dollar bill
Hoes set you up, they don’t give a fuck
Tryna get ya bucks, watch who you fuck
Plug’s like a socket, gotta keep the rocket
Tryna get a profit, running to that money like sonic
All my cars robotic
No Master P, but "I'm Bout It" gone

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Finessin and flexin like Wrestlers
Indian plug in that castle
Bald headed jag got cancer
Turn yo main bitch to a dirty dancer
I’m cookin and wrappin them chickens
Finessin these niggas on tickets
If I fuck with ya, I’mma give you a straight draw
Nigga if I don't then I gotta remix it (remix)
Flipping them Patties like crabbies
My shoes importers are ballys
Finessin since I can remember
My wrist so cold, December
I’m selling T-bones they tender
That steel wrapped around me like bender
Difference between me and you
I'm Real and You a pretender (you fake)

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"First 48"

"First 48"


[Intro: Quavo]
I swear I watch first forty-eight all the time
Wonder if I'm gone be on there

[Hook: Quavo]
Get my migo on the phone
Yeah my migo one call away, he'll pull a
I ain't playing with these niggas
Pull the chopper start spraying on these niggas, pull a
Young niggas dying every night
Young niggas mama crying every night
Make sure call Rel
I swear to god I don't want to do it
But I might have to do it, about to do it

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Niggas tried to hit me for my my chain(No way)
Can't let you do it lil nigga
Cause I'm about to pull a
Now they asking me where is the pistol
If they find the pistol I'ma get a life sentence
Take me to population officer I'm dressing out
They had no evidence in the first forty-eight they let me out

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
What the fuck
Who that is outside, pulled in my driveway, it's really late)
They parked in, man I cannot see the tag
But I see a badge, 12, time to shake
Fuck, I rush out my backdoor
Trying grab all my cash flow
Jumping these fences don't know where to go
If I get caught, I get down on my knees and repent
But what's a case if they ain't got no evidence

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Offset]
I am no killer but nigga you pushed me
Pussy nigga thought a nigga was rookie, hit me for the cookies
It's okay, I'ma catch a nigga in the alley way(Catch his ass)
Hundred round under the K
Nigga feel my pain
I just caught a case
The police saying they knowing my name
They knowing the fame, and the chains
It's part of the game
You run in my trap, the chopper going to hit you harder than a train
The witness is who you going to blame
No Damion Wayne, I'm bringing the Major Payne

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Flex"

"Flex"


[Hook: Takeoff]
All I do is flex, flex, flex
All I do is flex, flex, flex
All I do is count up checks, checks, checks
All I do is flex, flex, flex
All I do is flex, flex, flex
All I do is count up checks, checks, checks
All I do is flex, flex, flex
All I do is count up checks, checks, checks

[Verse 1: Offset]
I'm flexing like I'm a wrestler
100k spent spent on the Bezel
Ice in my ear like chandelier
Migo gang, they can't handle us
I got a check like I might be famous
I'm the shit like a motherfucking anus
Finesse talk you don't know the language
If you got that pack I might take it
Ain't now game when I'm aiming
Cut the top like I'm brainless
I'm dashing 12 life Dame is
Loud pack my fragrance
Your bitch always facing
Talking bout that stupidness
We thumb through a stupid check
We might go and cop the 'Vette
Offset, Tru Religion
Robin denim, yeah I killed 'em
Ice on my neck, and it's dripping like it's water in it
New Bentley, not rented
You can't see me cause the window tinted
She fuck the team she very friendly
Everybody in my team got bitches

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Young Takeoff gon' flex, known for getting them checks
Known for hitting that lot, known for getting them 'Vettes
Known for dropping them bands, leaning like kickstands
All on the block, [?] in my hand
Some of the bricks be white, some of the bricks be tan
Got a plug on that gas, got a plug on them xans
Wrap the work in Saran, on the stove with pots and pans
Then cool it with the fan, then ship it to Japan
I'm a show ya'll how to flex, Ya'll don't know the real definition of a flex
You ain't whip till the jewelry wrapped up on a chain just cause a young nigga had the check
Doing this shit since the age of seven
Getting money since the age 11
I'm all about a check and all a nigga do is flex

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Young ass nigga walking round here flexing
Spent 25 on my motherfucking necklace
Young ass goons we reckless, Pull up in a Viper
Scary like Freddy Kruger, got goons on the roof with a rifle
Rolling up extension could somebody pass me a lighter, [?] like Roddy no piper
I drop the top now I like her
Got lil' goons where they gon' stirk ya
Got too bad bitches they diking
I take my chain off, put it in the crowd, lil' mamas start fighting
Pull up and the line is frightening
I smash these hoes no wife-ing them
Beat the pots and the pans like Ike and them
Hit these niggas like Tyson did
Pull up in the dark, no light with him
Try to copy my swag, that's plagiarism
I know snakes with a lot of venom
Call CDC for the anti-venom

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Fly With A Fish"

"Fly With A Fish"


[Chorus:]
Hit 'em with the hundred round
Make a nigga split
Young nigga trappin
On da block sellin' nicks
I fly with a fish
I fly with a fish
I fly with a fly with a fish
I fly with a fish
I fly with a fish
I fly with a fly with a fish [x2]

[Quavo:]
Hit 'em with a hundred round (BOW)
POW, get down - fuck nigga talkin'bout
Clown don't make no sound -
I'm fuckin' yo bitch
You mad and shit
Young nigga I keep stended (extended) clips
My nigga got whips
My nigga they playin' round with dirty stick
I know that you mad
I know that you hate
Cause you and yo partnas ain't ate (you hungry?)
I pull up at eight, yo bitch is the date
The Audi it come with the skates
I'm good from State to State
You go to that State you might get raped (rape 'em)
Got Ben-jamin Franka-lin Grants and Jacksons
Watches stacked on my Plate!

[Chorus]

[Takeoff:]
I'm cookin' Tilapia
My diamonds cold - Antarctica
I live a magazine article
Bitches like Twitter
These Pictures they always gone follow us
Pull up the street like the Opera
I run da block like the mafia
Sellin' that gas to my rasta
Came from my white boy
I got that savageya
These niggas think that they pourin' up
Drink so sweet I don't need Jolly Ranchers
Tell yo girlfriend you a character
You play so hardcore you Jolly Ranch
Flashin' my diamonds is dancin'
Takin' it straight with the gadget
Pull in my mansion
Hop out I pulled up
I got the bitches yea yea!

[Chorus]