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Quavo Feat. Yung Miami ""Strub Tha Ground"" Lyrics
Strub tha ground (strub tha ground) x8
Pop it, don’t stop it
Shake that ass, strub tha ground
I didn’t bring my wallet
I’m a deal, strub tha ground
Took it to the top
I say swoop, strub tha ground
She put on them 40 inches
I say woo, and strub tha ground
(Quavo Verse)
Ever sit in a Lamb
Ever been on the stage or the supersonic screen
Look up baby, touch the ground
Pick up baby, that shit green
Then it turnt to the blue, then it turnt to the white
Damn near scrape the ground
Never been a strub, but I make her strub tha ground
Straight up out that norf norf
Make your bitch my stomping ground
Bitch I’m on the scoreboard, yes I up the score for now
Bitch I told you strub the ground
Then I’m coming to sweep the town
Meg Thee Stallion, them knees go down
Meg Thee Stallion, them knees go strong
Ain’t got time, can’t be here for long
Did my straightening then I’ma go on and on
Strub tha ground (strub tha ground) x8
Pop it, don’t stop it
Shake that ass, strub tha ground
I didn’t bring my wallet
I’m a deal, strub tha ground
Took it to the top
I say swoop, strub tha ground
She put on them 40 inches
I say woo, and strub tha ground
(Yung Miami)
Petty as hell and perfect
This pussy for sale ain’t worth it
Saw that bitch talking online
Caught her in person, she begging for mercy
Wrapping my legs on the back of his neck
And my feet by the name on the jersey
Got me a condo in Jersey
He wanted to lease it, but I made him purchase
Strub tha ground, for them bands, I want ‘em now
Thotiana, my baguettes said buss it down
My old n****s can’t fuck with me
I need 100k for a shopping spree
Fuckn***a why you callin’ me
I need a brand new whip for apology
Shake that ass, throw that cash, watch me throw it back
This that WAP, pussy fat, don’t be coming fast
Strub tha ground (strub tha ground) x8
Pop it, don’t stop it
Shake that ass, strub tha ground
I didn’t bring my wallet
I’m a deal, strub tha ground
Took it to the top
I say swoop, strub tha ground
She put on them 40 inches
I say woo, and strub tha ground
#Quavo #YungMiami #StrubThaGround
Music video by Quavo, Yung Miami performing Strub Tha Ground. Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.
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Migos "How We Coming" Lyrics:
[Intro: Quavo]
Yeah, feel me?
Yeah, you know what I'm saying?
Trap talk shit, you know what I mean?
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
Yeah, ain't nothing nice over here, nigga
You gotta get your shit your own way
Trifecta shit, you know what I mean?
[Chorus: Quavo]
You know how we coming
Somebody tell these niggas what's happening (What's happening)
I dropped the ball right out of the gate (Woo)
Now I'm trapping (I'm trapping)
Nigga, quit capping (Capping)
Put a little shit up, we taxing (Taxing)
I can't count that shit backwards
If they don't free him now then he maxing (Free the bro)
Now I'm sitting back relaxing (Relaxing)
Talked that shit over the phone (Phone)
They talking that shit in the tweets (They talk)
We can see that shit all on the 'Gram (I see it)
Nigga we 'bout to go ham (Grraow)
Run that shit or shut it down (Woo)
We 'bout to go out of town (Suu)
Come back and bring all the pounds
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
We 'bout to go out of town (Go)
Bring her back, breaking it down (Break it)
Thirties, fifties, hundred rounds (Brra)
Sipping, smoking out the pound
Capital smiley faces, fuck a frown
I want that cash, nigga, fuck a crown
I give my last to my niggas who been with me from the past 'cause they stayed down (For real)
And it's a couple niggas that was with me, I cut 'em, they lost and was never found (Cut 'em)
And it's a lot of shit that we done did, that we can't talk about or show on the 'Gram (Shh)
They pay me to go out of town
That shit like a boomerang, come back around
It's just like a movie when cameras come out and they flashing like Tarantino was around
Patek is Rolls, it cost me a Rolls
I'm talking a Cullinan, color of brown (Rolls)
We put your face on a T-shirt
Drinking codeine, I think that my teeth hurt (Drank)
I jumped off the porch feet first
Before I eat, I gotta get geeked first (Geek)
They told us we didn't inspire lil' bro and 'em
I told 'em, ""Go do your research"" (Go do your research)
They calling the flag
When we see the opps, we buy 'em a new hearse (New hearse)
Cheat on my bitch and I told her I'm sorry, but fuck it, I bought her a new purse (Birkin)
[Chorus: Quavo]
You know how we coming
Somebody tell these niggas what's happening (What's happening)
I dropped the ball right out of the gate (Woo)
Now I'm trapping (I'm trapping)
Nigga, quit capping (Capping)
Put a little shit up, we taxing (Taxing)
I can't count that shit backwards
If they don't free him now then he maxing (Free the bro)
Now I'm sitting back relaxing (Relaxing)
Talked that shit over the phone (Phone)
They talking that shit in the tweets (They talk)
We can see that shit all on the 'Gram (I see it)
Nigga we 'bout to go ham (Grraow)
Run that shit or shut it down (Woo)
We 'bout to go out of town (Suu)
Come back and bring all the pounds
[Verse 2: Offset]
You know how it go (Go)
Bitch should've fucked but she know what I know (Hey)
Kicked down the door, that was all that I know (Kick door)
Credit card fraud and I bought me a bowl
Chrome Heart drip, take a pic, I'm lit (Drip)
Multi-millionaire riding with a stick (Million)
Make her do a handstand, sucking good dick (Woo)
Where would I be if I ain't never hit a lick? (Hey)
Who put a bag on your back? You a bitch (Who?)
Chopper gon' shatter 'em, spray 'em like Chris (Grrra)
We ball together, I give a assist (Ball)
Can't fall, no never, I ain't second, not shit
Thank God for my life, I wasn't right
I seen my mama cry middle the night (Night)
My brother got hit up, he fought for his life (Woo)
My watch is heavy, these baguettes is light (Baguettes)
I'm popping meds and I know it ain't right (Yeah)
I cannot sleep like a thief at the night (Shit)
Dressed in all black like a deacon, we striped (Hey)
The chopper gon' spit out the teeth like it's Mike (Grrra, grrra)
I bought me the Lamb' then I bought me the Rover (Skrrt)
I don't drive but I keep me a chauffeur (I'm boujie)
I stay focused, the game is poker (Focused)
I put diamonds in Cartier bifocals (Bifocals)
We winning, let's pour up and toast then (Let's pour up)
She like when I fuck her and choke her (Ahh)
She set up the opps and we smoke 'em (Opps)
Ain't no drought in the trap, we in motion (Hey)
[Chorus: Quavo]
#Migos #CultureIII #HowWeComing
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Migos "Roadrunner" Lyrics:
[Intro: Offset]
Whoa
You know what I’m saying?
Niggas done forgot about this shit, mane, uh
These niggas trippin’, uh,
(Producer tag: Zaytoven)
[Chorus: Offset]
[Verse: Offset]
Don’t give a fuck if a bitch is a nun (nun)
She sucking me numb, til’ I go to sleep (numb)
Told myself I am the don (don), then bought me a Don, that shit wasn’t cheap (whoo)
Nah, nah, ain’t givin’ no ones (nah), got a lil’ stick, and the arm with a reach (pa, pa, pa)
Trap out the wide body jeep (wide body)
You already know ‘bout the robotic key
Ran out of thunder, the trap doing numbers
Burn out the ‘Cat, but I serve in the Honda (burn out)
Saving my money, my vision was tunnel (whoo)
Remember I thought that 100 was something
I chose the streets and it’s hurting my momma (my momma)
I heard the beat and the millions start comin’
I had no money, been locked in the jungle (no money)
I drive the coupe and it’s not in the summer (uh, uh)
Back against the wall, they abandoned a g (back)
The Za’ it keep tasting like candy to me (Za Za)
Thottie can fuck on my man and then me (thot, thot)
Port-o-potty the opp, you smell the degree (stain)
The block, the Naw is embedded in me (Nawf)
Leave him hot, he got hit with the cut in his sleep (cut)
I pay a dub to my brother, let’s eat (dub)
Bought my bitch a new Urus and boarded the sea
[Chorus: Offset & Quavo]
(Hey)
Maison Margiela, I’m dripping
I’m stepping, they know that I’m repping my gang (my gang)
Wokhardt, the Perky’, the Addy’
I’m mixing the dope, got dope in my chain (dope, my chain)
Supercharge all of my cars, and I’m going to Mars
This money ain’t changed (ain’t change)
Took off my top, I’m exposing the brains, got young niggas ready to stain (oh)
Told a bad bitch, “Don’t Speak” (whoo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Hands on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by the week (sore)
Bring my flame to the street
Fuck her in the throat
Keep my name out the street (euh)
Runnin’ to the bank, track meet
Bricks in the truck, Road Runner, beep beep
[Verse: Quavo]
Demon in the Gladiator Jeep (skrrt)
Low key movin’ in the streets (low key)
Bullet-proof trucks in the fleet (rrraow)
Mafia ties too deep (go)
I cut the inside of the Mercedes, I’m crazy (go)
Don’t trap in one spot, we’ll switch the location (switch)
Ordered it up and it came with some gravy (brrr)
Bigger the bails, better come with the payment (uh)
Ain’t nothin’ just the Nawf side, Nawf (Nawf side)
Top floor sittin’ like a boss (top)
Rrring, there go the call (rrring)
Dem’ and those damn niggas fall (uh)
Behind the back, double the cross
No, I’m not talkin’ bout dribble the ball (I’m tellin’ ya’)
We buckin’ that shit on the law
Yo Gotti, the way we get off (Yo Gotti)
From the beginning (beginning), we had the talent to win it (soo)
Protectin’ the business (go), I’m buying the block new extensions (buying the block)
You can not walk in my J’s, you kiddin’
You will be finished (you niggas bitches)
Hustle mentality, Mamba mentality, scrape every dollar and penny (uh)
[Chorus: Offset & Quavo]
[Verse: Takeoff]
Big stones, it’s a waterfall leak (leak)
I never been a clone, it’s only one of me
Slide when I ride, keep the fire under me (fire)
Niggas in the street don’t think things’ sweet (sweet)
Your bitch act right, I give her a treat (treat)
Chrome Heart jeans and Patek Phillipe (ice)
She want a Birkin, I tell her go work it (whoo)
She ain’t gon’ sit there and get it for free (nah)
Lil’ bitty bitch, she petite (she is)
Thinking ‘bout taking her home with me (I might)
She hop in the coupe and get to frowning her face
‘Cause she says the Za Za stinks (ew)
My ice came from Elliot
No not the water that’s outta your sink (no)
Got so many K’s, Confederate
Don’t think about touching on my Cuban link (brrr)
I got the gang in ink
All of my bro’s gon’ stain for me (stain)
I flood the gang with chains
‘Cause I know that they won’t change on me (never)
Me and the coupe, that’s a couple (coupe)
I throw the racks in the duffle (cash)
I gotta’ ride with a cutter
Styro the cup, and it gotta’ be double (drank)
[Chorus: Offset & Quavo]
#Migos #RoadRunner #CultureIII
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Migos "Why Not" Lyrics:
[Intro: Quavo]
Yeah
Soo
Whoa
Migo
Uh
Whoo
Go
[Chorus: Quavo]
Get money, why not (cash)
I’ll sell a brick on your block (brick)
You think shit sweet, but you know now (sweet)
I’ll fuck your bitch in your spot (whoa)
Young nigga runnin’ around too hot
Young nigga burnt out burnt out (burnt)
12 pullin’ up so we burned out (skrrt)
Sweet lil’ bitch, now she turnt out (soo)
[Verse: Quavo]
Remember that time, that lil’ great lil’ Audi with the rubberband tires
Remember that time, in the bando, in the house with the boards on the sides (uhh)
Aint even have no fire, gettin’ beat, gettin’ stomped til’ a nigga (stomped)
Everybody talking that cap (whoo), til a nigga get papped (whoo), I know a nigga lyin’ (uh)
Nigga ain’t flexing, nigga I’m outside, nigga your bitch just pressin’ (bitch)
When I bought the presi, I put the big boy nuggets in the big boy necklace (soo, soo, soo)
Look at my section (section), nun’ but them playa’s, it’s a big boy blessing (playa’s)
Freak sum little bitch sexy (sexy), she don’t go yet, she ready (she ready)
I drive the coup like Andretti’s, nigga gon’ spin, gon’ spray no confetti (spin)
The bankroll way too heavy, walk with a wop, with a wop, no fetty (walk)
Handing out a gifts like Oprah, he gets some P’s and she gets a Birkin (you get a Birkin)
Turn me a fuck nigga over
Washing my hands with bleach and detergent (go)
Washing my hands with bleach and detergent (whoo)
In the Maybach, with the new curtains (curtains)
Flipping them bands, the one that we working (Bands)
Built her from scratch, and now she too perfect (scratch)
Whoa what was that (whoa)
All these bitches ass fat (fat)
And they naked and they bad (bad)
For that pussy, it’s a tax
Oh no no, goin out sad (no)
I just ordered up a bag (no, no)
Sellin’ drip (drip), fuck a swag (drip)
I put diamonds on my glass (glass)
[Chorus: Quavo]
Get money, why not (cash)
I’ll sell a brick on your block (Brick)
You think shit sweet, but you know now (sweet)
I’ll fuck your bitch in your spot (who)
Young nigga runnin’ around too hot
Young nigga burnt out burnt out (burnt)
12 pullin’ up so we burned out (skrrt)
Sweet lil’ bitch, now she turnt out (soo)
[Verse: Takeoff]
Free them niggas I’ma still sending green dots (free)
Fuck all the ops, they get red dots (fuck em’)
No need to buy
That’s a waste of money on the vest, cause my nigga takin’ head shots
I’m in the skies
Fuck a coolant on the stick ‘cause the shells hot
I got the vibes
Know I got drugs, they call me the med doc (Takeoff)
Niggas be hoe’s (hoes)
Call him baby boy, cause he got put in a headlock (ha)
Breaking that bowl (whippin’)
Got head from your thot and a red dot (damn)
Brand new strap, they dead stock
Talk to a bitch like Red Fox (bitch)
I spent a two on a factory watch
Thought a nigga with no money said something
I’m high and they pray on my downfall
I’m geeking, I’m staring at walls
Forgot I had mixed the ‘Perky with the Adderall
Got the soda for me and Chris Paul
Clean, drank
Maybach, why not, these niggas cap, lemme find out (cap)
Young niggas ready to wild out (spend)
They get too much money, timeout (hold on)
[Chorus: Quavo & Takeoff}
Get money, why not (get it)
I’ll sell a brick on your block (brick, brick)
You think shit sweet but you know now (pussy)
I’ll fuck your bitch in your spot (whoa)
Young nigga runnin’ around too hot
Young nigga burnt out burnt out (burnt)
12 pullin’ up so we burned out (skrrt)
Sweet lil’ bitch, now she turnt out (Set)
(Offset Verse)
Lick for a lick (lick), walk with a stick (go)
Wish they'd come up, Rollie’ come off his wrist (whoa)
Adopting the choppa’s I make them my kids (adopting the choppa’s)
Givin’ the purse and I’m givin’ her dick
Crocodile Prada, this belt cost a fit (Crocodile)
He got a bag out his stomach, the shit (euh)
He a fuck nigga, fuck on his bitch (fuck nigga)
When they shoot when they aim they don’t miss (pa, pew)
Fire, hot
We on the boat with the thots, fire (thots)
Ice in the blick, then somebody gon’ cry (blicks)
Lift up my wrist, put the sun in the sky
That niggas sweet, that nigga pie (he sweet)
He seen a demon, just look in his eyes (demons)
Like my demeanor, she fuckin’ right now (right now)
I let it ring and they duckin’ right now (right now)
Dropped outta school, turned to a criminal
Fuck all the rules, run up the regiment (run up the racks)
7-6-2, played and I’m sendin’ em’ (sendin’ em’)
50 a drum, I call it cinnamon (50)
Steppin’ (hey), for the name in the game, what you reppin’? (what gang?)
Gotta’ move in the street with a weapon
Put the guettes’ on the face of the bezel (guettes’)
Drop the pin, we’ll spin on whoever
[Chorus: Quavo]
#Migos #WhyNot #CultureIII
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Migos "Modern Day" Lyrics:
[QUAVO VERSE]
Yeah, let’s take a modern day stroll
This is the modern day hoe
Last time I checked we were running the globe
I’m bout to go figure four
Two knocks two time, it’s a brick at the door
Somebody blowing up lil mama phone
Lil n**** just come get ya hoe
I’m talking Patek on the wrist
Baguette gone dance on the bitch
You know that bitch too thick
You can’t even see the pants on that bitch
The way that we spinnin’
Spinnin’ in hellcats goin Taz on the kit
She wanna pop a G6
She suckin’ on d*** until six
I make a movie
I’m going Michael Bay, Huncho the Sensei
The way that I’m moving
We going motorcade, move the tactical way
I need the backend this way
Somebody packing this way
She get to clapping that way
You don’t got the answers like Sway
F*** it I’m cooling
I’m in the coupe with the top and I’m waving a coolant
Switch it go dually
With a bad bitch and I play with her mind and her coochie
I’m still Ratatouille, I got a pot that’s so big it look like Chattahoochie
We not the Fugees, I go fooley if a n**** try to three stooges
(QUAVO HOOK)
Break a brick down n**** Break a brick down n****
Break a bitch down n**** Break a bitch down n****
Word around town n****
Heard your askin’ around n****
Get the f*** from around n**** You ain’t even from the town n****
[TAKEOFF VERSE]
Takeoff
Where the f*** he came from (where)
When she see the Dawn she givin me some
The Rari came red like a plum (red)
The streets like the sun (hot)
I gotta ride with a drum, Keep smoke in my lungs (smoke)
Arabian bitch in the passenger seat like she got a illegal bomb (bomb)
Baguette the charm, rainbow Daytona I Lucky Charm the arm (Lucky)
That bitch is boring
Oh that’s your main, come get her can’t help it she going
Count up a bag but no we ain’t touring
If it ain’t bout money I think it’s annoying
Pop me a perc with a cup of the purp
When I hop in the vert with no key and I storm (skurrt)
BB the belt and I VV the arm
Hop on a PJ go visit the farm
Indoor and Outdoor whatever you on (wat u on)
Put that lil boy up cuz my money grown
I know some n***** got rich off of zones
Made double digits off Apple iPhones
Throw that shit on I get fly like a drone
Put dick in her once she won’t leave me alone
Kapital bones the Wallet is chrome
They say they the opps but loving the song (opp)
Eat up the dab when they come around
And then go and put everything we got on
If I got a plate you know that he ate
I’m too blessed so one thing I can’t do is hate
I like what you doing just humble yourself
And know we the ones that open the gate (open the gate!!)
[QUAVO HOOK]
Break a brick down n**** Break a brick down n****
Break a bitch down n**** Break a bitch down n****
Word around town n****
Heard your ass get around n****
Get the f*** from around n**** You ain’t even from the town n****
(OFFSET VERSE)
Big body Urus, fast and the furious
Grippin my Mac watch the rear in the mirror
Baguettes on my neck on the Lear I’m superior
250 each ear what’d you say I can’t hear
Shoot dices my prices they lower than Sears
She ride the d*** speed it up outta gear
Dropped outta school cuz I didn’t wanna hear
I was thinking about making an M every period
Got my shit out the block
Seventeen hot trynna plot on the guap
F*** that bitch I had to go and get a knot
I was on the block ain’t know about a yacht
Stick in my crotch, Audemars watch, Burberry socks I was curving a thot
Got baby KK a Birkin why not
Bought a AK fell in love when I shot
We beat em in dough, we beat em in hoes
We beat em in clothes, we beat em in Lambos on the road
Hold up my wrist it got rocks like HOV
These boys are my kids don’t talk no more
I’m stuffing d*** in the back of this hoe
My Rollie got skittles you taste the rainbow
Keep down the delay I’m not Kurtis Blow
Dropping the load on the Nawf in the go
Bad but bitch ain’t got nothing to give
I’m a dad in this industry I got some kids
She wanna f*** me I know I can see it
Just for some clout n****s jump off a bridge
I had a drop on the opp and we slid
I don’t be gamblin my dog that’s the wig
Make the money eight ways I’m a squid
He tellin, he yellin, he work with the pigs
[QUAVO HOOK]
Break a brick down n**** Break a brick down n****
Break a bitch down n**** Break a bitch down n****
Word around town n****
Heard your ass get around n****
Get the f*** from around n**** You ain’t even from the town n****
#Migos #ModernDay #CultureIII
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Migos ""Avalanche"" Lyrics:
[Verse: Quavo]
Poppa was a rolling stone, but now I got rolling stones in the bezel (ice)
Momma at home all alone, hustling trying to keep this shit together (momma)
Young n***a smoking on gas, I’m living too fast, my foot on the pedal (whoo)
If I got back to the past, my n***as ain’t know we’d be rockin’ Coachella (hey)
If a n***a ever try me or play me, I buy him an iced out shovel (ice)
Dig ya own grave n***a, you played yourself, I put some cash on your schedule (you played yourself)
If a bitch ever try to filet me huh, I just sit back and let her (she got it)
Think she come up of the Cho, it’s whatever, my pockets came with extra cheddar (go)
I can see through the fuck shit (fuck shit), I think that my skills getting better (getting better)
With a stick, come in peace, Mandela (Mandela), I’m willing to feed whoever (who)
How can I help you? (how)
Nobody judge you but God (God)
You can watch us beat the odds (beat it)
This ain’t no cap, no facade
Young, rich, and black, and we gon’ beat the charge (we gone)
I’m spending cash, no card
I’m liking her natural ass, no fraud (yeah)
If she got a fake ass, of course, girl ain’t nothin’ wrong with enhancing, it’s yours
From the back, from the back we enjoy it (soo)
100 rack I’ma attack with my boys (attack)
Got the clip walking out we be showin’ (showin’)
Anybody check clout we be knowin’ (clout)
In and out, in and out we be goin’ (goin’)
On a 757 Boeing (jet)
And my AP same size as the Forum (that’s big)
Better get you some bread where you from (yeah)
[Verse: Offset]
I spend my mill’s on the crib (matching)
Cover myself, F&N is my shit (cover)
I spent dime, go run you a drill (dime)
If you do the time, come home to a meal (time)
Double my seal (double), sign another deal (sign)
G6 pills (G), money give me chills (chills)
I make the bitch hit her knees, she kneel (bitch)
I make the stick hit when I’m in the field (stick)
I made your bitch lick it up like ew (uhh)
Spend 100 racks on the teeth, not a grill (racks)
Lookin’ at your diamonds on your neck ain’t real (who)
N***a you a bitch, let the Draco kill (bitch)
Heard what I said (heard)
Spinnin’ your block every day til’ your dead (spin, spin)
Live on the edge, codeine my meds (codeine)
Open your legs (legs), I fuck with my stick in the bed (rrraow)
We shootin’, not fighting like Craig (bow)
Bad bitches they DM, they still in my thread (DM)
They ain’t never give us our cred (cred)
Patek rose gold with the face ruby red (ruby)
Put a hole in your head, not your legs (hey)
Put my hands on her head, she a pet (ow)
M.I.G.O, n***a that’s the set (Migo)
Fuck that P.O., I’ma just pay it (who)
White glass in my Lambo, it look like its albino
I hit your bitch, she say “ouch”, hit a high note (ouch)
I’m Richie Rich like Lionel (Richie Rich)
Count your blessings, don’t worry about the rival (hey)
Grandma told me, “Go read the Bible” (grandma)
Should’ve listened, still look at the sky though (sky)
Sifter sippin’, this not the moscato (sifter sippin’)
Bitch I’m gifted, I’m smokin’ gelato (bitch I’m gifted)
[Verse: Takeoff]
We been the n***as that steppin’
We came in the do’ and they takin’ the flow, call it repo (bite)
My dog he gon’ bite, no Chico (grrr)
Get hit with the Draco and make him with Rico (brrr)
Ain’t shopping Rodeo
You wanna see the 3 Migos, then turn on your Vivo (Vivo)
The Wraith colored mayo (white)
And the cheese like I ate a bag of some Cheeto’s (cheese)
They must’ve forgot we the Migos (forgot)
Straight from the Nawf out the bando (bando)
I done been quiet for too long (too long)
I copped that Cuban, it’s two-toned (two-toned)
I heard he trappin’, they tappin’ that static
Tell that boy go get a new phone (brrring)
Out In Bel-Air, copped a new home (new home)
Avalanche with the blue stone (ice)
I’m the shit, can’t find a fit, my neck is a fridge
The rings and wrists, I retro’d the kicks
Ain’t givin’ no kiss, I’m givin’ her dick
You staring too long, like you seen a ghost
So whip out your camera, take you a pic
So when you get home, get back on your phone
Zoom in on the flick, and look at the drip
She asked me to pay for the ass to get lifted
I told her I’m better of getting you a Lyft
Think I’ma put all my trust in a ho with no benefits
Tell her go jump off a cliff
I go through 230 a cup of that purple
Put ice in my drink just to keep on chill (lean)
Fuck all that talk you ain’t been in the field (nah)
Open my bank account and it give me chills (chills)
(Takeoff)
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Migos - "Straightenin" Lyrics:
[Intro]
(DJ Durel, Ay Castro go crazy)
Yeah (Soo), we gone (huh)
Stop, we good (stop)
Chill, we on (chill)
Scale (huh), let’s go (let’s go)
Domingo (huh), let’s go (migo)
Take (huh), let’s go (huh)
Set, let’s roll
[HOOK]
Straightenin’
Straightenin’ (woo)
Straightenin’
Yeah (straight)
Straightenin’
Straightenin’ (soo)
Straightenin’
Yeah (straight)
Don’t nothing get straightenin’ but straightenin’ (hey)
Don’t nothing get straightenin’ but straightenin’ (soo)
Don’t nothing get straightenin’ but straightenin’ (straight)
You don’t get shit straight if you don’t straightenin’ it (sah)
[QUAVO]
In this game, sit back be patient (gang)
Niggas act like the game went vacant (huh?)
Niggas act like something been taken (took what?)
Ain’t nothing but a little bit of straightenin’ (I’m tellin ya)
Been kicking shit popping out daily (go)
On an island, it’s a movie I’m making (that’s facts)
I’m counting dineros with Robert De NiroHe telling ‘em that Cho amazing (ay)
Put that shit on (shit on) , Niggas get shit on (shit on)
I bought two whips, and I put my bitch on (skrt)
She put this wrist on (wrist)
She factory set it with Richard Mille prongs (ice)
Turn a pandemic into a bandemic
You know that’s the shit that we on (yessir)
Them niggas gon pull up and act like this shit is together
We don’t fuck with you homes (fuck em)
Uh uh, I don’t do the fake kicking (no)
There go a rocket, is Take in it? (soo)
It’s a problem with ‘phew then we straightenin’ in (straight)
Swap out the cat put a demon in it (skrt)
Upgrade the bando put fiends in it (woo)
I got some shooters you ain’t seen with me (graaa)
We’ll run that shit back I just seen Tenet (woah)
We’re going to get straightenin’
[HOOK]
Straightenin’
Straightenin’ (woo)
Straightenin’
Yeah (straight)
Straightenin’
Straightenin’ (soo)
Straightenin’
Yeah (straight)
Don’t nothing get straightenin’ but straightenin’ (hey)
Don’t nothing get straightenin’ but straightenin’ (soo)
Don’t nothing get straightenin’ but straightenin’ (straight)
You don’t get shit straight if you don’t straightenin’ it (sah)
[TAKEOFF]
You don’t get shit str
aight if you don’t straighten it (no)
I’m the type to sit back and watch patient (watch)
Do a trick with the stick it’s amazing (stick)
In the bando trappin out vacants (bando)
Locs on like I’m starring in the Matrix (Matrix)
I keep the cookie like my grandma made it (cookie)
I keep the keys and the pounds and the babies (keys)
And the bricks came white like Shady (white)
Drive the Lambo through the avenue (skrt)
Pretty lil bih with a attitude (bad)
Give a shoutout to the white boy (boys)
All white Rolls look radical (radical)
Keep you a fire, don’t let them take it (no)
If they get yours you gotta get straightenin’ (straightenin’)
I catch a opp I give him a facelift (opp)
My niggas lurkin and spinnin the day-shift (lurk)
I got them racks when you see me (rackades)
Spin back to back it’s a repeat (spin)
Championship it’s a three-peat (three)
Shoot out the window like Drizzy and Freaky (freak)
I keep it on me believe me (yessir)
I be up high where the trees be (high)
I go and put on so much of this iceThey say don’t touch me you gon’ freeze me (freeze)
[HOOK]
Straightenin’
Straightenin’ (woo)
Straightenin’
Yeah (straight)
Straightenin’
Straightenin’ (soo)
Straightenin’
Yeah (straight)
Don’t nothing get straightenin’ but straightenin’ (hey)
Don’t nothing get straightenin’ but straightenin’ (soo)
Don’t nothing get straightenin’ but straightenin’ (straight)
You don’t get shit straight if you don’t straightenin’ it (sah)
[OFFSET]
Get my straightenin ’ (straightenin)
Automatic handgun like the Navy (automatic)
I keep a hundred round drum I ain’t fading
Turn a nigga to a mummy with the payment
Terminate him with the money, it was gravy (Terminator)
Spin an opp block, rock a bye baby (rockabye)
Made his heart stop made his momma hate me (make em hate me)
We were trappin out the spot out the basement (out the spot)
Tasmanian devil we spin on your block (spin)
I pop a perk and I’m going berserk
And I woke up and bought me a drop (like fuck it)
Straight to the point I get straight to the straightenin’
Your buddy he can’t even walk (straight)
We gutted him nobody talk (we gutted him)
New Cullinan stars start to fall (new Cullinan)
Trappin and hustlin beat down the walls (beat down)
I’m with the steppa north side reppa
Qua keep a mac in the back of the Tesla (Qua)
I’m with the gang we could never be selfish (gang, gang, gang)
Watch how I dress I’m the drippin professor
Bought a Kill Tech then I bought a compressor (Kill Tech)
Time to press him, eat him for breakfast (hey)
Taught him a lesson I’m never confessing (hey)
Left him a message, somebody’s stretcher (str...
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Lyrics:
[Intro: Offset & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Let's go
I'm surrounded by some real niggas (Lil Top)
Hey (Yeah), yessir (They won't do it), Buddah Bless this beat
[Chorus: Offset & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I said I need it
This Draco undefeated (Rrah)
Hit your block and then I bleed it (Yeah)
Go long, these bullets, he receive it
I can't see it (I can't)
My wrist look like a snow cone, make her eat it (Woah)
Once I see her, I give her that dope dick just like it's ether
Then I leave her, I can't get caught up, I can't be on Cheaters
There go them people, you know what it is
Go put the dope up 'fore they breach us
Before they breach us
I'ma get out this bitch and I'm strikin', I'm throwin' my heater
Whole lotta money, and still they keep comin'
Forever I'm livin' my life like a bleeder (Slime)
[Verse 1: Offset, YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Both]
Dope boy (Dope)
I'm straight out the Nawf, I came up sellin' hard (Hard)
Heroin (Dawg)
I'm straight from the Nawf, I went, bought me a don (the Nawf)
I jumped off the porch and went bought me a gun
We boardin' the jet 'cause my dawg got a warrant
We don't give a fuck, bring the stick, where we goin'?
I'm booted up off that Molly, I cover my gun
This stick got a ELO, my aim on point (On point)
Shootin' that Glock give me pain in my joints (Pew-pew)
We shoot a fifty-round drum, honey bun (Bun)
I want two thousand, I want both of they tongues
I know how to handle it, bust on my damages
These niggas can't run, we gon' peel everyone
You know where I'm from, give a fuck how you come
Got a stick in the car and it sound like a bomb (Boom)
I came in this bitch with a mil' worth of cash (M)
Like Bandicoot, we 'bout to crash (Crash)
No remorse, I put five to your dash (Bitch)
Off the porch, bought a Porsche, then I drag
Off the building, them young niggas slide (Slide)
Put up 30, now you do the math (Fool)
If you seek on my son, I won't hide (I won't hide)
Bullets rain, we give him a bath
[Chorus: Offset & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I said I need it (Ha)
This Draco undefeated (Rrah)
Hit your block and then I bleed it (Yeah)
Go long, these bullets, he receive it
I can't see it (I can't)
My wrist look like a snow cone, make her eat it (Woah)
Once I see her, I give her that dope dick just like it's ether
Then I leave her, I can't get caught up, I can't be on Cheaters
There go them people, you know what it is
Go put the dope up 'fore they breach us
Before they breach us
I'ma get out this bitch and I'm strikin', I'm throwin' my heater
Whole lotta money, and still they keep comin'
Forever I'm livin' my life like a bleeder
[Verse 2: Takeoff & Quavo]
From the bando to bandit, we makin' it happen
I like a bitch bougie but keep me a ratchet
Winning's fantastic, Cartiers straight out the plastic
Diamonds in all of my glasses (Chill)
I'm fuckin' more bitches than Magic
Straight out the basket, they say them young niggas havin' (Hey)
The money too old, it's growin' maggots, nasty
Finger-fuck it with the Magnum (MAG)
I'm thinkin' they forgot the way we paved
We been givin' too many niggas these passes (Too many)
Fuck it, drop a bag and cash it (Fuck it)
Who gonna press 'em the fastest? (Who?)
Extendo barrel elastic, new attachment, shit get tactic (Tactical)
They stole the flow (Go), now they tryna run off with the fashion
My neck, I freeze it (Ice), just give us the reason
Make that smoke look easy (Ooh-ooh, easy, woo)
Couple blue hunnids with the stones, it's bleedin' (Cash, bleedin')
What's your issue? (Woo) If you got a trigger, just squeeze it (Bah, squeeze it, bah, squeeze it)
Whole block outside, it's a street fest
Ain't no peace treaty (Nah)
These stones around my Jesus, they ain't treated (No)
They got me heated (Hot)
Don't play with the gang (Ooh-ooh), they know that we be undefeated
I get to squeezin' (I get to squeezin')
When we talkin' beef, they say that they vegan
Jumpin', no reason (Jumpin', no reason, woo)
We coppin' more ice and tuck in the freezer (Ice)
[Chorus: Offset, YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Quavo]
I said I need it
This Draco undefeated (Rrah)
Hit your block and then I bleed it (Yeah)
Go long, these bullets, he receive it (Oh-oh)
I can't see it (I can't)
My wrist look like a snow cone (Oh-oh), make her eat it
Once I see her, I give her that dope dick just like it's ether (Oh-oh)
Then I leave her, I can't get caught up, I can't be on Cheaters
There go them people (Them people), you know what it is
Go put the dope up 'fore they breach us
Before they breach us
I'ma get out this bitch and I'm strikin', I'm throwin' my heater
Whole lotta money, and still they keep comin'
Forever I'm livin' my life like a bleeder (Slime)
#Migos #NBAYoungboy #NeedIt
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MIGOS “Racks 2 Skinny” Lyrics:
[Intro]
(Durel made the beat, I’ma rock wit it)
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
I cop me a coupe and I hop in it (coupe)
He claimin’ the game but he not it (nah)
That Birkin bag came with the fire in it (brrr)
He told you a rap with a lie in it (lie)
He got some new jewels
He’s flexin’ his ice
He’s praying to God he don’t die in it (God)
Let me take them back to the bando on the Nawf
Don’t you remind me (Nawf)
I try to stay low
But I shine so bright
So it be hard not to find me (shine)
These rainbow diamonds up in that Roley
No this not your regular time piece (rainbow)
Come place your order
Goin’ to cost you a quarter
And there’s a fee to stand beside me (fee)
God forbid if somebody try me
I’m turning this shit to a crime scene (grrr)
Grab a cig and put up the kid
The minute draco in the arm sling (shoot)
And ain’t no jumpin’, no switchin’ no side
When I let it sing, the bell ring (no)
Please don’t judge me just cause of my cover
Cause you never seen what I seen (go)
Movin’ the tenants and still trappin’ in it (trap, trap)
It’s a handoff fifty (woo)
I’ll stack it up, double it, spend it (stack it, stack it)
[Hook: Quavo]
When the racks too skinny (too skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (too skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, woo)
When the racks too skinny (go), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (too skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze)
[Verse 2: Offset]
Dropped out of school (hey)
Kicked down the door, bust it down now we full (kicked door)
Know bout the denim, the patches velour
I sent em, they split em, don’t go back and forth
I got a stick, this bitch take down a horse
Basketball seats in the Wraith like a court (hey)
We get you split, get you put in a morgue (morgue)
Big body mansion with basketball courts (courts)
Count a whole M up my thumb was sore (sore)
Just look at this bitch and I know I’ma score (score)
200 cash with a mag in my drawer (mag)
I’m pullin’ strings like I play the guitar (hey)
Draco’s and MAC’s we ready for war (Draco, Draco)
We petty, we spend every day with them cut up machete
I spend a little lettuce, he sent to the medics
My money come steady, somebody gon’ die, only way I can dead it
I heard your money was shedding
We on the verge, worth hundred’s of millions (verge)
They trick of your top and I took off my ceiling
Cash in the vault, I got more than a million
M’s in the bank, I don’t care bout’ a M (please)
Play with the gang, we stay and we drill em’
Fuck it, we crash we villain
I’m in my bag and I’m hittin’
[Hook: Quavo]
When the racks too skinny (too skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, woo)
When the racks too skinny (go), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, suwoo)
When the racks too skinny (too skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (racks), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, woo)
When the racks too skinny (go), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, suwoo)
When the racks too skinny (racks), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
(Durel made the beat, I’ma rock wit it)
#Racks2Skinny #Migos #WhenTheRacksSkinny
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MIGOS “Racks 2 Skinny” Lyrics:
[Intro]
(Durel made the beat, I’ma rock wit it)
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
I cop me a coupe and I hop in it (coupe)
He claimin’ the game but he not it (nah)
That Birkin bag came with the fire in it (brrr)
He told you a rap with a lie in it (lie)
He got some new jewels
He’s flexin’ his ice
He’s praying to God he don’t die in it (God)
Let me take them back to the bando on the Nawf
Don’t you remind me (Nawf)
I try to stay low
But I shine so bright
So it be hard not to find me (shine)
These rainbow diamonds up in that Roley
No this not your regular time piece (rainbow)
Come place your order
Goin’ to cost you a quarter
And there’s a fee to stand beside me (fee)
God forbid if somebody try me
I’m turning this shit to a crime scene (grrr)
Grab a cig and put up the kid
The minute draco in the arm sling (shoot)
And ain’t no jumpin’, no switchin’ no side
When I let it sing, the bell ring (no)
Please don’t judge me just cause of my cover
Cause you never seen what I seen (go)
Movin’ the tenants and still trappin’ in it (trap, trap)
It’s a handoff fifty (woo)
I’ll stack it up, double it, spend it (stack it, stack it)
[Hook: Quavo]
When the racks too skinny (too skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (too skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, woo)
When the racks too skinny (go), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (too skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze)
[Verse 2: Offset]
Dropped out of school (hey)
Kicked down the door, bust it down now we full (kicked door)
Know bout the denim, the patches velour
I sent em, they split em, don’t go back and forth
I got a stick, this bitch take down a horse
Basketball seats in the Wraith like a court (hey)
We get you split, get you put in a morgue (morgue)
Big body mansion with basketball courts (courts)
Count a whole M up my thumb was sore (sore)
Just look at this bitch and I know I’ma score (score)
200 cash with a mag in my drawer (mag)
I’m pullin’ strings like I play the guitar (hey)
Draco’s and MAC’s we ready for war (Draco, Draco)
We petty, we spend every day with them cut up machete
I spend a little lettuce, he sent to the medics
My money come steady, somebody gon’ die, only way I can dead it
I heard your money was shedding
We on the verge, worth hundred’s of millions (verge)
They trick of your top and I took off my ceiling
Cash in the vault, I got more than a million
M’s in the bank, I don’t care bout’ a M (please)
Play with the gang, we stay and we drill em’
Fuck it, we crash we villain
I’m in my bag and I’m hittin’
[Hook: Quavo]
When the racks too skinny (too skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, woo)
When the racks too skinny (go), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, suwoo)
When the racks too skinny (too skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (racks), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, woo)
When the racks too skinny (go), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
When the racks too skinny (skinny), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, suwoo)
When the racks too skinny (racks), I can make somethin’, squeeze a milli (squeeze, uh)
(Durel made the beat, I’ma rock wit it)
#Racks2Skinny #MigosMonday #Migos
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[Intro]
(Dj Durel)
(Murda on the beat so it’s not nice)
(Go)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (rush it)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (get right)
I got too many diamonds on I look awesome (ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe she need a walker (smash, get right)
I done shipped them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (woop, get right)
Yeah, stack the money tall, back to ballin’ (takeoff, get right)
Big boy rolls, swerve the lane, I be hoggin’ (big boy rolls)
Lit four blunts of cookie monster its foggy (cookie whoa)
I can park it stick be sparkin’ do no talkin’ (brrt)
Watch me hit the target murk the carpet then depart it
We don’t give two fucks (two fucks)
Choppas hangin out the rolls royce truck (pop em)
Go play with your kid cause I up (up)
She broke so why would I cuff (cuff)
(Hey) We rich lit, we bout to go up to space (lit)
Go toilet I took me a rich shit, cause i have racks on my plate (racks)
I make you go get the bag, baby we livin’ the dream (livin the dream)
Gang not comin’ in last, top ranked in loyalty (top rank)
This millionaire campaign thats what its supposed to be (campaign)
Pray my soul to keep when I go to sleep (oh, Huncho)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (rush it)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (get right)
I got too many diamonds on I look awesome (ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe she need a walker (smash, get right)
I done shipped them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (woop, get right)
Yeah, stack the money tall, back to ballin’ (get right)
Said get it (yeah yeah yeah)
Split it (yeah yeah)
Drop top rolls (yeah yeah yeah, fed up)
Machete (rrrt rrrt)
No confetti (yeah yeah)
Bitch too petty (whoa, bitch)
Big machete (petty bitty)
I got a dead it (woo)
We don’t give no fuck (uh uh)
We don’t give no fuck (no no)
Give her a couple bucks
Get a tummy tuck (whoa)
Have ya tommied up (yeah)
Twenty bills in my clothes (ay)
I got a bulletproof truck, I got a Backwood?? stores of the runts, give no fuck
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (rush it)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (get right)
I got too many diamonds on I look awesome (ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe she need a walker (smash, get right)
I done shipped them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (woop, get right)
Yeah, stack the money tall, back to ballin’ (yeah, get right)
I done been round the whole globe
And did a few laps
And brought back a whole tide
She done spent time in the hood
And found nothing else is better than that side
I done went set up the Jack, and made sure the pack
And got it pushed past fine
Stuck at the top of the chain, and top of her brain
Can’t fall off it one time (yeah)
All my diamonds say (ooo)
How we live outrageous (alright)
We don’t count the days
We just count the payments (ooo)
Let that Juvi play
She start rejuvenating (juvi)
Alive and meditate
Everything we facing (ooo)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit, ooo)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (rush it, ooo)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (ooo, get right)
I got too many diamonds on I look awesome (ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe she need a walker (smash, get right)
I done shipped them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (woop, get right)
Yeah, stack the money tall, back to ballin’ (yeah, get right)
Music video by Migos performing Give No Fxk (Audio). © 2020 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.
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[Intro]
(Dj Durel)
(Murda on the beat so it’s not nice)
(Go)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (rush it)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (get right)
I got too many diamonds on I look awesome (ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe she need a walker (smash, get right)
I done shipped them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (woop, get right)
Yeah, stack the money tall, back to ballin’ (takeoff, get right)
Big boy rolls, swerve the lane, I be hoggin’ (big boy rolls)
Lit four blunts of cookie monster its foggy (cookie whoa)
I can park it stick be sparkin’ do no talkin’ (brrt)
Watch me hit the target murk the carpet then depart it
We don’t give two fucks (two fucks)
Choppas hangin out the rolls royce truck (pop em)
Go play with your kid cause I up (up)
She broke so why would I cuff (cuff)
(Hey) We rich lit, we bout to go up to space (lit)
Go toilet I took me a rich shit, cause i have racks on my plate (racks)
I make you go get the bag, baby we livin’ the dream (livin the dream)
Gang not comin’ in last, top ranked in loyalty (top rank)
This millionaire campaign thats what its supposed to be (campaign)
Pray my soul to keep when I go to sleep (oh, Huncho)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (rush it)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (get right)
I got too many diamonds on I look awesome (ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe she need a walker (smash, get right)
I done shipped them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (woop, get right)
Yeah, stack the money tall, back to ballin’ (get right)
Said get it (yeah yeah yeah)
Split it (yeah yeah)
Drop top rolls (yeah yeah yeah, fed up)
Machete (rrrt rrrt)
No confetti (yeah yeah)
Bitch too petty (whoa, bitch)
Big machete (petty bitty)
I got a dead it (woo)
We don’t give no fuck (uh uh)
We don’t give no fuck (no no)
Give her a couple bucks
Get a tummy tuck (whoa)
Have ya tommied up (yeah)
Twenty bills in my clothes (ay)
I got a bulletproof truck, I got a Backwood?? stores of the runts, give no fuck
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (rush it)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (get right)
I got too many diamonds on I look awesome (ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe she need a walker (smash, get right)
I done shipped them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (woop, get right)
Yeah, stack the money tall, back to ballin’ (yeah, get right)
I done been round the whole globe
And did a few laps
And brought back a whole tide
She done spent time in the hood
And found nothing else is better than that side
I done went set up the Jack, and made sure the pack
And got it pushed past fine
Stuck at the top of the chain, and top of her brain
Can’t fall off it one time (yeah)
All my diamonds say (ooo)
How we live outrageous (alright)
We don’t count the days
We just count the payments (ooo)
Let that Juvi play
She start rejuvenating (juvi)
Alive and meditate
Everything we facing (ooo)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (no)
We don’t give no fuck (fuck shit, ooo)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (rush it, ooo)
Out in public (public)
And we rush it (ooo, get right)
I got too many diamonds on I look awesome (ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe she need a walker (smash, get right)
I done shipped them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (woop, get right)
Yeah, stack the money tall, back to ballin’ (yeah, get right)
CREDITS:
Director: Aisultan Seitov & Quavo
Creative Direction: Joseph Desrosiers Jr.
Video Commissioner: Kevin Kloecker & Emmanuelle Cuny
Executive Producer: Sara Nix
Creative Producer: Daniel Yaro, Kevin Kloecker, Emmanuelle Cuny
Production Company: Partizan Entertainment
Executive Producers @ Alchemist Productions:
Yelzhan “Jannibiss” Bissenbayev
Patrick Michael
Timur Smagulov
Director of Photography: Xiaolong Liu
Production Design: John Richoux
Editor: Miles Trahan
Supervising Editor: Joseph Desrosier Jr.
Colorist: Jenny Montgomery @ Company 3
3D/VFX: Omar Jones
3D Cam: Innov8 technologies
360 Bullet Cam: Radiant Images
VFX @ Buralqy:
Yelaman Buralkiev
Allan Amirkulov
Muhitdinov Nozim
Maxim Chernyh
Nozim Mukhitdinov
VFX Monster Truck: Azamat Sayfulayev & team
Flame Artist: Zdravko Stoitchkov
Titles: Andrew Shugalsky, Vladimir Wies, Azat Islamov
3D Artist: Sub Sens...
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Quality Control: Control The Streets Volume 2 (OUT ON 8/16/19)
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Music video by Migos performing Stripper Bowl. © 2019 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.
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Watch the official Music Video for “Clout" featuring Cardi B by Offset.
A FREENJOY Production
Directed by Daniel Russell
Creative Directed by Offset & Joseph Desrosiers Jr.
Executive Producer: Nathan Scherrer
Producer: Jeff Kopchia
Director of Photography: Corey Jennings
Production Designer: Alex Delgado
Editing Advisor: Joseph Desrosiers Jr.
Colorist: Bryan Smaller at Company3
VFX: MOD
Video Commissioner: Kevin Kloecker & Emmanuelle Cuny-Diop
Stream/Download "FATHER OF 4" Album feat. "Clout": qualitycontrol.lnk.to/FatherOf4
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#Offset #Clout #CardiB
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