ICE COLD: The World of Hip Hop Jewelry Migos ATL 2021-07-09 | Being a jeweler is as dangerous as it is lucrative and there’s a cut-throat, super competitive nature to the business. We talk to the jewelers who knowingly work in a risky business to supply the stars – names like Johnny Dang, Ice Box, Ben Baller, Eliantte, and Avianne & Co. For artists, there are risks and rewards to owning ice; their pieces can create wealth for generations, but it also requires them to have security at all times. We’ll hear from Quavo, Migos, Lil Yachty, De La Soul, and CEO P of Quality Control Music. Episode 3 of Ice Cold.Watch More Ice ColdEpisode 1: The Promise of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/4sqSbmP18fQEpisode 2: The Trophies of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/F77T9R8r9ygEpisode 4: The Artform of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/i3A21hXTOAo0:00 Intro2:07 The Jewelers4:18 Rivalries6:32 Breaking Down The Bling8:37 Criminality10:54 Rocks & Minerals13:32 Revolutionary16:17 Values
Takeoff, Rich The Kid - Crypto (Official Video) Migos ATL 2022-03-11 | Watch the official video for Takeoff Feat. Rich The Kid "Crypto."Stream // Download "Crypto" here: https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CryptoConnect with Takeoff:instagram.com/yrntakeofftwitter.com/1YoungTakeofftiktok.com/@yrntakeoffConnect with Rich The Kid:instagram.com/richthekidtwitter.com/richthekidtiktok.com/@richthekidMusic video by Takeoff, Rich The Kid performing Crypto. Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2022 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/XzBH98
Mayor Andrew Young & The Atlanta Olympics | Home Courts With Quavo Migos ATL 2021-12-16 | Quavo’s with former Atlanta Mayor Andrew Young - discussing his relationship with basketball and how he helped steer the Olympics to Atlanta that ultimately helped create an independent black culture in the area.
Quavo hangs with Melissa Proctor, Atlanta Hawks| Home Courts With Quavo Migos ATL 2021-12-16 | Quavo’s hanging with Melissa Proctor, the CMO of the Atlanta Hawks, talking about how the Hawks are a civic asset; how they give back to the community with things like COVID testing centers and in-house voting and how they’ve helped shrink truancy.
Playing Hoops With Josh Smith & Chris Allen| Home Courts With Quavo Migos ATL 2021-12-16 | Quavo’s a long-time fan of former NBA player Josh Smith and former Michigan State Player Chris Allen - and now he’s playing pool and shooting hoops with them, talking about how Josh went straight from high school to the pros, and how Chris slipped out of the leagues.
From The Streets To The NBA | Home Courts With Quavo Migos ATL 2021-12-16 | Quavo’s in Bankhead talking to Atlanta Celtics GM, Coach Hulio Smith and how he’s managed to coach 27 guys from the streets into the NBA. He also talks to Rashaad Carruth, a former McDonald’s All-American and graduate of Coach Smith’s program whose son is now a member of the Celtics team.
Atlanta’s Basketball Courts | Home Courts With Quavo Migos ATL 2021-12-16 | Quavo hits the basketball courts of Atlanta to find out what makes local communities tick. He’s joined by Renee Montgomery, Killer Mike, Walter Stith and more to discuss what’s giving people hope - and more importantly, what needs to change.0:00 Intro1:02 Mayor Andrew Young3:49 Renee Montgomery8:10 Killer Mike12:00 Walter Stith14:58 Team Huncho19:36 Kasim Reed
Home Courts With Quavo | Trailer Migos ATL 2021-12-02 | In this special, Quavo is hitting the basketball courts of Atlanta to find out what makes local communities tick. He’s joined by Renee Montgomery, Killer Mike, Walter Stith and more to discuss what’s giving people hope - and more importantly, what needs to change. Don’t miss it!
Quavo Feat. Yung Miami - Strub Tha Ground (Official Video) Migos ATL 2021-10-22 | Watch the official video for Quavo Feat. Yung Miami "Strub Tha Ground"Stream/Download "Strub Tha Ground" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/StrubThaGroundFollow Quavo:instagram.com/quavohunchotwitter.com/QuavoStuntintiktok.com/@quavohuncho?lang=enfacebook.com/THEMigosAtlFollow Yung Miami:instagram.com/yungmiami305twitter.com/YungMiami305tiktok.com/@citygirlmiami?lang=enfacebook.com/CityGIrlsQCQuavo Feat. Yung Miami ""Strub Tha Ground"" LyricsStrub 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 LambEver 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 #StrubThaGroundMusic 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.http://vevo.ly/4A4arF
Migos - How We Coming (Official Video) Migos ATL 2021-08-31 | Watch the official video for Migos "How We Coming"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos "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, niggaYou gotta get your shit your own wayTrifecta shit, you know what I mean?[Chorus: Quavo]You know how we comingSomebody 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 backwardsIf 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 poundCapital smiley faces, fuck a frownI want that cash, nigga, fuck a crownI 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 townThat shit like a boomerang, come back aroundIt's just like a movie when cameras come out and they flashing like Tarantino was aroundPatek is Rolls, it cost me a RollsI'm talking a Cullinan, color of brown (Rolls)We put your face on a T-shirtDrinking codeine, I think that my teeth hurt (Drank)I jumped off the porch feet firstBefore I eat, I gotta get geeked first (Geek)They told us we didn't inspire lil' bro and 'emI told 'em, ""Go do your research"" (Go do your research)They calling the flagWhen 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 comingSomebody 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 backwardsIf 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 bowlChrome 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 shitThank God for my life, I wasn't rightI 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
Migos - Roadrunner (Official Video) Migos ATL 2021-07-21 | Watch the official video for Migos - "Roadrunner"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos "Roadrunner" Lyrics:[Intro: Offset]WhoaYou know what I’m saying?Niggas done forgot about this shit, mane, uhThese 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 keyRan out of thunder, the trap doing numbersBurn 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 somethingI 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 drippingI’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 MarsThis 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 streetFuck her in the throatKeep my name out the street (euh)Runnin’ to the bank, track meetBricks 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 crossNo, I’m not talkin’ bout dribble the ball (I’m tellin’ ya’)We buckin’ that shit on the lawYo 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 meSlide 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 ElliotNo not the water that’s outta your sink (no)Got so many K’s, ConfederateDon’t think about touching on my Cuban link (brrr)I got the gang in inkAll 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 cutterStyro the cup, and it gotta’ be double (drank)[Chorus: Offset & Quavo]#Migos #RoadRunner #CultureIIIMusic video by Migos performing Roadrunner. Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/f154k2
ICE COLD | J Balvin & Ice Migos ATL 2021-07-09 | In this clip, J Balvin works with jewelry maker Ben Baller to create a unique, custom-made piece of art. It’s all part of the Ice Cold mini-doc series.
ICE COLD | Exclusive Interviews Special Migos ATL 2021-07-09 | Ice Cold is a look at the American dream through the prism of jewelry. In this exclusive special,you’ll go behind the scenes and catch never-before-seen footage of some of Hip Hop’s biggest names like Migos, Talib Kweli, A$AP Ferg, and many, many, more talking about their culture trophies, how much they cost, and what they mean to them. Plus, director Karam Gill talks about what went into the making of the series.Watch More Ice ColdEpisode 1: The Promise of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/4sqSbmP18fQEpisode 2: The Trophies of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/F77T9R8r9ygEpisode 3: The World of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/z2iUbCMUvE0Episode 4: The World of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/i3A21hXTOAo
ICE COLD: The Artform of Hip Hop Jewelry Migos ATL 2021-07-09 | Hip Hop jewelry keeps evolving – and owning custom jewelry is like collecting art. J Balvin talks about his love for ice while seeing a new piece that’s just been created for him. And Migos, A$AP Ferg, and Talib Kweli are on hand to have a larger conversation around how the evolution of hip-hop jewelry is reflective of our larger societal shift towards appreciating non-white art. Episode 4 of Ice Cold.Watch More Ice ColdEpisode 1: The Promise of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/4sqSbmP18fQEpisode 2: The Trophies of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/F77T9R8r9ygEpisode 3: The World of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/z2iUbCMUvE00:00 Intro3:01 J Balvin5:27 Personal Taste7:13 The Hip Hop Aesthetic9:49 Hi Tiffany12:17 Acceptance14:05 Things Change
Migos - Roadrunner (Official Trailer) Migos ATL 2021-07-09 | Watch the official trailer for Migos - Roadrunner.Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here: https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migos
ICE COLD: The Trophies of Hip Hop Jewelry Migos ATL 2021-07-09 | We hear from City Girls, A$AP Ferg, A-Boogie, Lil Yachty, Migos, French Montana, Mustard, and Lil Baby about how much their pieces cost. We also look into why they spend so much money; and that’s down to the fans who expect to always see their favorite artist dripping in ice. Episode 2 of Ice Cold.Watch More Ice ColdEpisode 1: The Promise of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/4sqSbmP18fQEpisode 3: The World of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/z2iUbCMUvE0Episode 4: The Artform of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/i3A21hXTOAo0:00 Intro1:46 Money3:52 Dynasties7:09 Reaching For The Gold10:54 Robbery13:38 Equality16:51 The Importance Of Bling
ICE COLD: The Promise of Hip Hop Jewelry Migos ATL 2021-07-09 | “When you’re wearing diamonds, it’s like a big f-you to everybody” How and when did jewelry become part of Hip Hop culture? A$AP Ferg, Migos, Lil Yachty, Talib Kweli weigh in alongside 80’s heavyweights Eric B & Rakim and Slick Rick to see the much deeper meaning and purpose behind it all. Episode 1 of Ice Cold. Watch More Ice ColdEpisode 2: The Trophies of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/F77T9R8r9ygEpisode 3: The World of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/z2iUbCMUvE0Episode 4: The Artform of Hip Hop Jewelry youtu.be/i3A21hXTOAo0:00 Intro2:06 The American Dream4:28 Growing Up6:53 Slick Rick9:12 Extreme11:21 Glorious Outlaw
Migos - Avalanche (Live On The Tonight Show) Migos ATL 2021-06-23 | "Stream // Download Migos’ new album “Culture III” on 6/11 here: http://qualitycontrol.lnk.to/CultureIII"Follow Migos on socials: instagram.com/migos facebook.com/THEMigosAtl twitter.com/migoshttp://vevo.ly/XWvozQ
Migos - Straightenin (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-18 | Music video by Migos performing Straightenin (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/aoAGvG
Migos - Mahomes (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-18 | Music video by Migos performing Mahomes (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/8v9S3U
Migos, Future - Picasso (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-18 | Music video by Migos, Future performing Picasso (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/W4luBf
Migos - Malibu (Lyric Video) ft. Polo G Migos ATL 2021-06-17 | Music video by Migos performing Malibu (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/LVWIon
Migos, Pop Smoke - Light It Up (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-17 | Music video by Migos, Pop Smoke performing Light It Up (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/roijX7
Migos - Time For Me (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-17 | Music video by Migos performing Time For Me (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/OHX1tM
Migos - Need It (Lyric Video) ft. YoungBoy Never Broke Again Migos ATL 2021-06-17 | Music video by Migos performing Need It (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2020 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/waQOVy
Migos - Why Not (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-17 | Music video by Migos performing Why Not (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/46l08l
Migos, Justin Bieber - What You See (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-17 | Music video by Migos, Justin Bieber performing What You See (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/VINkDk
Migos - Jane (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-17 | Music video by Migos performing Jane (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/4mmKqw
Migos - Vaccine (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-16 | Music video by Migos performing Vaccine (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/R8nCaz
Migos - Roadrunner (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-16 | Music video by Migos performing Roadrunner (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/vn2Yoa
Migos - Having Our Way (Lyric Video) ft. Drake Migos ATL 2021-06-16 | Music video by Migos performing Having Our Way (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/BzMgr9
Migos - Birthday (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-16 | Music video by Migos performing Birthday (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/UcpksU
Migos - Handle My Business (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-16 | Music video by Migos performing Handle My Business (Lyric Video). Quality Control Music/Motown Records; © 2021 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.http://vevo.ly/mP2Zhc
ICE COLD | Official Trailer Migos ATL 2021-06-16 | Told through the multi-faceted prism of jewelry, Ice Cold explores Hip Hop’s ability to reimagine and transcend established notions of wealth, status, and superiority. Across four episodes, you’ll hear from stars like Migos, Lil Yachty, A$AP Ferg, J. Balvin, City Girls, Talib Kweli and many, many more - all showing off their ice and speaking to deeper issues driving the passion for jewlery: racial inequality, access to the American Dream & the sheer resilience of hip-hop culture.
Migos - Why Not (Official Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-14 | Watch the official video for Migos - "Why Not"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos "Why Not" Lyrics:[Intro: Quavo]YeahSooWhoaMigoUhWhooGo[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 hotYoung 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 tiresRemember 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 overWashing 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 taxOh 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 hotYoung 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 buyThat’s a waste of money on the vest, cause my nigga takin’ head shotsI’m in the skiesFuck a coolant on the stick ‘cause the shells hotI got the vibesKnow 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 stockTalk to a bitch like Red Fox (bitch)I spent a two on a factory watchThought a nigga with no money said somethingI’m high and they pray on my downfallI’m geeking, I’m staring at wallsForgot I had mixed the ‘Perky with the AdderallGot the soda for me and Chris PaulClean, drankMaybach, 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 hotYoung 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 dickCrocodile 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, hotWe 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 skyThat 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 criminalFuck 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 weaponPut the guettes’ on the face of the bezel (guettes’)Drop the pin, we’ll spin on whoever[Chorus: Quavo]#Migos #WhyNot #CultureIIIMusic video by Migos performing Why Not. Quality Control Music/Motown...
Migos - Modern Day (Official Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Watch the the official video for Migos - "Modern Day"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos "Modern Day" Lyrics:[QUAVO VERSE]Yeah, let’s take a modern day strollThis is the modern day hoeLast time I checked we were running the globeI’m bout to go figure fourTwo knocks two time, it’s a brick at the doorSomebody blowing up lil mama phoneLil n**** just come get ya hoeI’m talking Patek on the wristBaguette gone dance on the bitchYou know that bitch too thickYou can’t even see the pants on that bitchThe way that we spinnin’Spinnin’ in hellcats goin Taz on the kitShe wanna pop a G6She suckin’ on d*** until sixI make a movieI’m going Michael Bay, Huncho the SenseiThe way that I’m movingWe going motorcade, move the tactical wayI need the backend this waySomebody packing this wayShe get to clapping that wayYou don’t got the answers like SwayF*** it I’m coolingI’m in the coupe with the top and I’m waving a coolantSwitch it go duallyWith a bad bitch and I play with her mind and her coochieI’m still Ratatouille, I got a pot that’s so big it look like ChattahoochieWe 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]TakeoffWhere the f*** he came from (where)When she see the Dawn she givin me someThe 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 boringOh that’s your main, come get her can’t help it she goingCount up a bag but no we ain’t touringIf it ain’t bout money I think it’s annoyingPop me a perc with a cup of the purpWhen I hop in the vert with no key and I storm (skurrt)BB the belt and I VV the armHop on a PJ go visit the farmIndoor and Outdoor whatever you on (wat u on)Put that lil boy up cuz my money grownI know some n***** got rich off of zonesMade double digits off Apple iPhonesThrow that shit on I get fly like a dronePut dick in her once she won’t leave me aloneKapital bones the Wallet is chromeThey say they the opps but loving the song (opp)Eat up the dab when they come aroundAnd then go and put everything we got onIf I got a plate you know that he ateI’m too blessed so one thing I can’t do is hateI like what you doing just humble yourselfAnd 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 furiousGrippin my Mac watch the rear in the mirrorBaguettes on my neck on the Lear I’m superior250 each ear what’d you say I can’t hearShoot dices my prices they lower than SearsShe ride the d*** speed it up outta gearDropped outta school cuz I didn’t wanna hearI was thinking about making an M every periodGot my shit out the blockSeventeen hot trynna plot on the guapF*** that bitch I had to go and get a knotI was on the block ain’t know about a yachtStick in my crotch, Audemars watch, Burberry socks I was curving a thotGot baby KK a Birkin why notBought a AK fell in love when I shotWe beat em in dough, we beat em in hoesWe beat em in clothes, we beat em in Lambos on the roadHold up my wrist it got rocks like HOVThese boys are my kids don’t talk no moreI’m stuffing d*** in the back of this hoeMy Rollie got skittles you taste the rainbowKeep down the delay I’m not Kurtis BlowDropping the load on the Nawf in the goBad but bitch ain’t got nothing to giveI’m a dad in this industry I got some kidsShe wanna f*** me I know I can see itJust for some clout n****s jump off a bridgeI had a drop on the opp and we slidI don’t be gamblin my dog that’s the wigMake the money eight ways I’m a squidHe 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
Migos feat. Drake - Having Our Way - (Lyric Video) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Watch the official lyric video for Migos feat. Drake- "Having Our Way"Stream//Download Migos new album ""Culture III"" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migos
Migos - Birthday (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Hear the the official audio for Migos - "Birthday"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos "Birthday" Lyrics:[Chorus: Quavo]When that drink kick in, she feel sexy (sexy)Flexin’ on the ‘gram, made her @ me (@ me)Cash kicked in on the worst day (cash)Quit cap’n girl, you know it ain’t your birthday (birthday)Ay’ who birthday? Put yo hand upYou get a purse bae, if she bad enoughShe get a car today (skrrt), hit that dash, skate (skrrt)Hit that dash skate (skrrt), hit that dash, skate (skrrt) skeet (skrrt)[Verse: Quavo]50 bands to 100, get your racks up (racks up)Throw it back, get that cash out the Brinks truck (Brinks truck)New whip, show the slip, it’s the pink one (whip)Now tattoo me on your ass, so it means something (oh)Thumb through it, count that big bank roll (count it)Pavé on my Cartier by 4 (eyes)She say she gon’ say not nothing if she told (nothin’)Coke bottle shape she got the world on her mold (whoo)Pop out with a vibe, but I got her in disguise (in disguise)Lookin’ dead at her, hypnotized, I can see it all in her eyes (hypnotized)Pull up with a stick stick, to thick thick in her thighs (thighs)Gang gang get rich rich crossed the world, y’een havin’ ties (gang)Be about it, don’t talk about it, just walk about it, that it’s its (whoa)Everybody be somebody, til’ somebody get hit (ow)I can chop a brick like a rider, but I gave it up and made a hit (hit)I done came from the coach to the first class, now I’m flying a jet[Chorus: Quavo]When that drink kick in, she feel sexy (sexy)Flexin’ on the ‘gram, made her @ me (@ me)Cash kicked in on the worst day (cash)Quit cap’n girl, you know it ain’t your birthday (birthday)Ay’ who birthday? Put yo hand upYou get a purse bae, if she bad enoughShe get a car today (skrrt), hit that dash, skate (skrrt)Hit that dash skate (skrrt), hit that dash, skate (skrrt) skeet (skrrt)[Verse: Takeoff]Hit that dash, skate (hit it)Get that bag, bae (get it)Make em’ mad, make them bitches have a bad day (bad)What that tag say, don’t make that bag wait (no)We smokin’ pound cake (cookie), don’t need no ashtray (nah)Everybody wanna talk about a check, but I ain’t seen a check get spent (where?)Hit the bih one time, I gave her good dick, and she ain’t seen me since (swear)She on her first cup, by the fourth one she gon’ end up sick (euhhh)Tellin’ her best friend about the car I got, “He filthy rich” (Richie)Now you can get a Birkin bag for your birthday (Birky’)Raise your hands high, if you want this shit for certainShe went back to ratchet, cause that cute shit wasn’t workin’We can leave after the party, cause the Maybach came with curtains (Takeoff)[Chorus: Quavo]When that drink kick in, she feel sexy (sexy)Flexin’ on the ‘gram, made her @ me (@ me)Cash kicked in on the worst day (cash)Quit cap’n girl, you know it ain’t your birthday (birthday)Ay’ who birthday? Put yo hand upYou get a purse bae, if she bad enoughShe get a car today (skrrt), hit that dash, skate (skrrt)Hit that dash skate (skrrt), hit that dash, skate (skrrt) skeet (skrrt)[Verse: Offset](Hey, Offset)She woke up, 100 racks cash and a choker (cash)Bought a new Benz and Rover (cash)We fuck in the Tesla, doors up (Tesla)She bad, she walk with her nose up (nose up)Cash, so much it don’t fold up (fold up)Diamonds on you, you done glowed upShe is a beautiful grown up (hey)Only come out in the darkAnd get hit out the parkAnd she callin’ me Sosa (hit out the park)Told her she better be smartBetter go with your heartGirl you gotta’ be focused (go with your heart)I heard your last nigga was bogus (bogus)Fucking me good, you a grown up (grown up)When you’re with me, put your phone up (phone up)Flooded my wrist, it’s a cold cut (cold cut)Baby girl you vulnerable, I’m pressing up, I’m on to you (on you)Bottega, you on it too (oh), that pussy’s so phenomenal (yeah it is)Say it’s your birthday (whoa), let me take you to the carnival (oh)Here go $50k (yessir), I hope it make you feel more comfortable (yeah)[Chorus: Quavo]When that drink kick in, she feel sexy (sexy)Flexin’ on the ‘gram, made her @ me (@ me)Cash kicked in on the worst day (cash)Quit cap’n girl, you know it ain’t your birthday (birthday)Ay’ who birthday? Put yo hand upYou get a purse bae, if she bad enoughShe get a car today (skrrt), hit that dash, skate (skrrt)Hit that dash skate (skrrt), hit that dash, skate (skrrt) skeet (skrrt)#Migos #Birthday #CultureIII
Migos - Why Not (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Hear the the official audio for Migos - "Why Not"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos "Why Not" Lyrics:[Intro: Quavo]YeahSooWhoaMigoUhWhooGo[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 hotYoung 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 tiresRemember 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 overWashing 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 taxOh 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 hotYoung 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 buyThat’s a waste of money on the vest, cause my nigga takin’ head shotsI’m in the skiesFuck a coolant on the stick ‘cause the shells hotI got the vibesKnow 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 stockTalk to a bitch like Red Fox (bitch)I spent a two on a factory watchThought a nigga with no money said somethingI’m high and they pray on my downfallI’m geeking, I’m staring at wallsForgot I had mixed the ‘Perky with the AdderallGot the soda for me and Chris PaulClean, drankMaybach, 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 hotYoung 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 dickCrocodile 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, hotWe 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 skyThat 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 criminalFuck 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 weaponPut the guettes’ on the face of the bezel (guettes’)Drop the pin, we’ll spin on whoever[Chorus: Quavo]#Migos #WhyNot #CultureIII
Migos - Time For Me (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | [Intro: Quavo]I appreciate youFor making me realize all the time I wastedThinking about them bando days, going back to the basic(Producer tag: M-m-m-Murda)But I don’t really think you know that thoughSo I thought I’d explain it[Chorus: Quavo]In the bando I hated starvin’In the bando I hated starvin’ (bando)So many late nights I had to lock inSpinnin’ and finessin’ niggas, robbin’ (spinnin’)When the gang meet at apartmentsThat’s only the gang that’s important (gang)Keep in it real in all fieldsAnd clean up your spillsYou’ll never get extorted (for real)The Nawf ain’t raised nothin’ dumb (nah uh)You niggas can’t take nothin’ from us (nun’ from me)Feel like I been raised in the jungle (jungle)My momma ain’t raise no dummy (momma)Nah I ain’t never been a scrub (scrub)Shit get sticky out the mudFive watches plain, three flood (flood)Nigga want smoke it’s all loveNigga want smoke it’s all love (smoke)Don’t get it twisted, I still keep it on meI’ll spin the whole block just ‘causeYoung nigga please don’t do itShit get sticky out the mud (yeah)Five watches plain, three flood (flood)Ain’t got time, but I got time todayI ain’t even going for mean mug (mug)Buck shots, straight slugs (pow, pow, pow, pow)I got blue tips in this gun (blue)Ain’t even going for nun’ (no, no)12, yeah, squally I’ll run (12)Young nigga fresh out on bond (yeah)Ain’t got time, but I got time todayWhen you see me, please don’t judge (no)In the bando I hated starvin’[Verse: Offset](Hey)In the trenches I had to rob ‘emSinnin’ and spinnin’ they shootin’ carbon (spin)They go body for body, coffin for coffin (body for body)She gon’ dive in my water just like a dolphin (dolphin)Pull up in Ferraris, see the boss in hereBitch nigga, we don’t even rob with them (bitch nigga)One life to live, can’t pause the film (whoo, hey)What’s your name babyI can see it in your eyes, you been through pain baby (pain)I can tell I make you shy, I’m not a lame baby (lame)Get money and I get high on private planes (get money)Two Tommy’s, they get to spinnin’, til’ they feel lazy (two Tommy’s)Twinkle, twinkle, yellow diamonds like I uriniated (twinkle, twinkle)I done been in situations, never cooperated (never cooperated)We can always have a talk, long as the guap related (long as the racks involved)[Chorus: Quavo]In the bando I hated starvin’In the bando I hated starvin’So many late nights I had to lock inSpinnin’ and finessin’ niggas, robbin’ (robbin’)When the gang meet at apartmentsThat’s only the gang that’s important (import)Keep in it real in all fieldsAnd clean up your spillsYou’ll never get extorted (extorted)[Takeoff: Verse](Takeoff)I never get extorted (never)God first, my family, the gang, that’s important (the gang)It’s the fans and the game, it’s the feeling of performing (I miss you)Thankin’ God on my knees, when I wake up in the morningThe legendary bando days, in my grandma house recording (grandma)Back when I was sippin’ Act’, and movin’ like a tortoiseFinessin’ for them Benjamin’s, runnin’ fast than Forest (run)I’ma take that bag and plant a seed, watch I grow it (grow it)It ain’t now another, I do this shit for my mother (momma)Felling like I’m Russel, collecting a triple-double (Russel)Looking at these niggas, we know that we got em’ shook (look at em’)And I ain’t gotta touch you, like a key start, that’s a finger pushThey hop out that sprinter bus, give it up, tell em’ pick it upA mil’ in that vacuum seal look just like a mega bust (a whole mil’)No gen’ five, but they know not to play with us (don’t do that)I guess since we came out the Nawf, that’s why they hate on us[Chorus: Quavo]In the bando I hated starvin’In the bando I hated starvin’So many late nights I had to lock inSpinnin’ and finessin’ niggas, robbin’ (robbin’)When the gang meet at apartmentsThat’s only the gang that’s important (import)Keep in it real in all fieldsAnd clean up your spillsYou’ll never get extorted (extorted)Shit get sticky like mud (mud)Five watches plain, three flood (flood)Nigga want smoke, it’s all loveNigga want smoke, it’s all love#Migos #TimeForMe #CultureIII
Migos Feat. Juice WRLD - Anti Social (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Hear the the official audio for Migos Feat. Juice WRLD - "Anti Social"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos Feat. Juice WRLD "Anti Social" Lyrics:[Intro: Juice World]Don’t forget it, I ain’t had love in a minuteI was on the drugs for a minute, I’m sorry (yeah)(Producer tag: Murda on the beat so it’s not nice)I ain’t had love in a minuteI been on drugs for a minuteI ain’t hit my plug in a minute[Chorus: Juice World]I ain’t had love in a minuteI been on drugs for minuteI ain’t hit my plug in a minuteLately I been drowning in my feelings[Verse: Takeoff](Takeoff)When I’m in my feelings, I pour me some codeine just so I can feel it (drink, lean)No doctor, nurse, or pharmacy needed, the way I prescript it (sip it)Pray I don’t get cursed, rebuking the demons with the Holy Spirit (God)And I was making it work, before I had fame, I had to go get it (did it)I’m down to run up some M&M’s, my niggas, you wit’ it? (M&M’s)The cash, the racks, the bags, the few synonyms, my niggas, you get it? (cheese)You tryna’ fuck with the Rocket? What’s in your pocket? Better come wit’ it (come wit’ it)Word around town, there’s a body behind me, first degree murder, had did it (brrr)Don’t know what you heard, but they lyingIf I ain’t the greatest, then who is you kidding? (who)I go and put on a piece of my jewelry, my definition of chilling (ice)7-11, I’m in it, so baby I’m sorry if I lose the feeling (sorry)They want us to stop taking drugs, but ain’t nobody stopping the killing (why?)[Chorus: Juice World]I ain’t had love in a minuteI been on drugs for minuteI ain’t hit my plug in a minuteLately I been drowning in my feelings[Verse: Quavo](Yeah, yeah)I was drowning in a pint of leanI could see the demons in my sleepI was looking for the loyaltyTaking more drugs then MedellinI lost my dog to fentanyl, and I wasn’t dissing Lil PeepPop Smoke, rest in peace, wish I could put him under my wingFor my dogs, give me a call, I’m gon’ follow throughI need the same in return, when I call youJust look at what this world done came toWe done lost Kobe, we done lost JuiceWe can’t explain it (no), the world rotatin’ (whoa)We can’t stay patient, please give us an explanation (yeah)Before we go crazy, we need savin’‘Cause I think we all above rehabilitationGet on ya job (job), you gotta’ get all your niggas involvedCause breaking the code like breaking the law (ayy)Antisocial, don’t say what you saw, no (nope)They showing you love, then please don’t fall[Chorus: Juice World & Quavo]I ain’t had love in a minute (no love, no)I been on drugs for minute (on drugs, yeah)I ain’t hit my plug in a minute (hit my plug, no)Lately I been drowning in my feelings (drown)I ain’t had love in a minute (no love, no)I been on drugs for minute (on drugs, yeah)I ain’t hit my plug in a minute (hit my plug, no)Lately I been drowning in my feelings (drown)I ain’t had love in a minute (ain’t had no love)I been on drugs for minute (ain’t had no love)Lately I been drowning in my feelings (now I lay me down to sleep)[Outro: Juice World & Quavo]Let me go over (pray the Lord my soul to keep)(If I die before I wake, just walk me through the night and walk me through the Heaven’s gate)(Just walk me through the night and walk me through the Heaven’s gate)#Migos #AntiSocial #CultureIII
Migos Feat. Future - Picasso (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | [Intro: Quavo](Yeah, yeah, yeah)(Producer tag: DJ Durel)[Chorus: Future](Yeah, Pluto)Put a 50 round on that glockPlush leather when you dropping the topI push a button, now I can’t stopI’m doing doughnuts, turning out the lotStaying vibed out at the spotA meal ticket when I pop outFeeding all the trill bitches lobsterI’m doing Marni and Stella McCartneyI made a full 360 outta the apartmentsI’m like Picasso, I paint me a portraitI’m getting money, taking drugs with orphansI’m at the bottom of the mud, where it startedI need biscotti, gotta’ smoke by the forestGot a flock of 10’s, like an arsenalThis shit making a nigga phenomenalPut the energy on you, you elevate[Verse: Future]Put the cut on fetti and sellin’ itSpend the money on me, you inhaling itThere’s a lot designers to recommendPut the racks in ‘Rarri, then I’m riding in itTo the dealers to get on the promise land[Verse: Quavo]Grip the 30 and steel with the other hand (skrrt)Addicted to birdies and rubber bands (brrr)Dividing the brick with the scissor handsBalenciaga racks in the shoe box (shoe box)Upgrade the bando with new locks (new locks)Pockets stay loaded, guwop (guwop)Look at my drip this a new dropSmoking on forrest, Za Za (exotic)Drinking, I’m pouring, all mine (drink)Them niggas is boring, not mud (mud)Sending off 100 shots (shots)Wet the flo’ like a mopSpinnin’ in soccer vans, hot boxShoes so dirty from running from copsMomma said sit down before you get shot (momma)Young nigga havin’ a sit down, cause the business here with the mob (bidness)Young niggas out here runnin’ round, 15-years-old with a glock (young nigga)Young nigga out here wildin’ with that stick, I told him move smart (stick)Young nigga havin’ a sit down, cause the business here with the mobButton up, I’m coming sharp, just a young nigga with a plot (sharp)Put surveillance all on the spot (soo)Put a 50 ball in 1 knot (yeah)[Chorus: Future]Put a 50 round on that glockPlush leather when you dropping the topI push a button, now I can’t stopI’m doing doughnuts, turning out the lotStaying vibed out at the spotA meal ticket when I pop outFeeding all the trill bitches lobstersI’m doing Marni and Stella McCartneyI made a full 360 outta the apartmentsI’m like Picasso, I paint me a portraitI’m getting money, taking drugs with orphansI’m at the bottom of the mud, where it startedI need biscotti, gotta' smoke by the forestGot a flock of 10’s, like an arsenalThis shit making a nigga phenomenalPut the energy on you, you elevate[Verse: Takeoff](Takeoff)When I count up a check, it’s to motivate (motivate)For all of my niggas, ain’t gotta’ try and make another way (get it)Looking at cars and stars like damn, I’m gonna be rich one day (rich)You place your order, from over the border, it can get shipped that way (ship it)[Verse: Offset](Hey)We never settlin’ (settlin’)Walk with a felony (felony)I like a thick bitch with melanin (melanin)We got mansions with camera surveillance (surveillance)Look at the stars in the Wraith, I see aliens (aliens)I could dunk on your bitch, but I laid it in (laid it in)Bought her Birkins, bought her the wagon, Benz (wagon Benz)Outer space with this money, on Saturn (Saturn)Told the bitch ride this shit, go’n on saddle in (saddle in)[Verse: Takeoff]I been the nigga that’s getting it (get it)If I had started, I gotta’ finish (finish it)Never switch up on the businessCause when you start, that’s when it diminish (diminish)I went and copped me a linkBut it’s not the Cuban, it’s an infinity (infinity)Pull out, he’s shaking and trembling (trembling)You niggas sweeter than cinnamon (sweet)[Verse: Offset](Hey)I took the bitch out to Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)Bezel twinkle, this shit sickening (twinkle)The money been talking, I’m listening (listening)The switch on the glock, bullets whistling (*whistle*)Two-door Lambo, that shit Listerine (Listerine)The chopper gon’ blow em’ to ‘miserines (‘miserines)Load up the bando with ‘phetamine (‘phetamine)The dope, it’s getting service from Medellin (Medellin)[Chorus: Future]Put a 50 round on that glockPlush leather when you dropping the topI push a button, now I can’t stopI’m doing doughnuts, turning out the lotStaying vibed out at the spotA meal ticket when I pop outFeeding all the trill bitches lobstersI’m doing Marni and Stella McCartneyI made a full 360 outta the apartmentsI’m like Picasso, I paint me a portraitI’m getting money, taking drugs with orphansI’m at the bottom of the mud, where it startedI need biscotti, gotta’ smoke by the forestGot a flock of 10’s, like an arsenalThis shit making a nigga phenomenalPut the energy on you, you elevate#Migos #Picasso #CultureIII
Migos Feat. Polo G - Malibu (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Hear the the official audio for Migos Feat. Polo G - "Anti Social"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos Feat. Polo G "Malibu " Lyrics:[Intro: Offset]Buss down, y’know what I’m sayin’(Producer Tag: Poo You A Fool For This One)HeyHeyHey[Chorus: Offset]I bought me a drop (drop)I’m switchin’ out hoes and thots (switch out the thots)I Richie’d the watch (Richie)I made me an M on the spot (M on the spot)I took 25 hoes in Malibu on my yacht (25 hoes)I got 25 M’s in the bank, no cap, no lie (certified)[Verse: Offset]Run up an M, ain’t tripping (run it up)Chrome Hearts cross, I’m Christian (Chrome Hearts)Sippin’ on dirt, no whiskey (dirt)Bought me a spurt, big Bentley (spurt)I’m from the Nawf, put a hole in your bossAnd then call me a lil’ bitty 50 (50 ball)I bought a ‘Cat with a wide body backTake it out to burn out, and go fishing (skrrt, hey)[Verse: Polo G]You did this shit with handouts, it wasn’t no helpIf you think I’d cross, and take my mans out, just killed soIn the trenches, 40 on my hip, I had to fix my beltCan’t listen to critics, ‘cause they can’t relate to shit I feltChrome Hearts, Fendi prints, shopping sprees, expensive shitHennesy, she getting lit, hoes in three’s, splitting dickSix deep in Suburbans, totin’ felonies, we with this shitCatch a op, get the stick, bodies drop, flip the switchHit Rodeo, splurgin’, fuck a price tag, we rich as shitDrip so hard on purpose, diamonds no flaws, make niggas sickIn that two-door swervin’, screamin’ fuck ‘em all, ‘cause niggas switchedJust better not be lurkin’, cause this 40 glock, gon’ give ‘em kiss[Chorus: Offset][Verse: Offset](Hey)I’m fresh out the kitchen (hey)My watch is 350The glock hold a 50The mafia sticky (let’s get it)The paperwork says that you snitchin’ (rat)’I call him like listen, an extra 250 (bought him)He stankin’, somebody shitted (stank)He a demon at heart, so he wit’ it (demon)He gon’ blank on the Percocet, kill him (blank)Gotta pay me five M, that’s the minimum (five)Green emerald Patek, it’s limited (Patek)My stick is dramatic, it’s critical (dramatic)I roll up the Gary with Cereal (Gary)Big Cullinan, orange interior (Cullinan)You know that my gang ain’t goin’ (whoo)Fuck cash, got rent on my arm (ow)Door dash, we come out, we gone (boom)He dead in the street, call the coroner (dead)Young nigga playin’ for keep (keeps)Step on the ops and we rock ‘em to sleep (step on them)I pop a Xan to sleepI’m really wishing my man could breathe (my mans)It’s only the man and meGod forgive me, this man deceased (God)We’ll cut off your hands, come see me (hey)We score on the ops by 3[Chorus: Offset][Verse: Quavo]Wide body spinnin’Come out of the dealer (soo)Look at your boyNot your average nigga (nah)Who on the mound?It’s Quavo, the pitcherI’m pitching out bulletsThat chopper don’t miss (bow, bow, bow)I don’t even fuck wit’ ya bitch ass nigga (no)Out the basement but the gang ain’t tippin’Left hand shot from the top like who? (who?)Left hand shot from the top like FisherHold that chopper on my shoulder like a Fendi belt (yeah)Two point five, all this jewelryStand to close, you’ll freeze to death (freeze)This lil’ bitch vision blurrySo she can’t even see herself (nah)Suckin’ dick and flying SpiritBaby you need to free yourself (free)It’s a phone numberWhat you seeing in that digi scale (yes)Take the shake, that’s the baitFinesse em’, then we outta there (yeah)State to state, we created, all kind of clientele (yeah)You know we great, can’t debate, the generation we all created[Chorus: Offset][Verse: Takeoff)(Takeoff)I got 25 plus in the bank, no goddamn lie (M&M’s)Don’t talk about the stash, but you know I brag, a nigga end up, he gon’ die (bow)Hit in the eye (brrr, brrr), hit with the firein the kitchen, while counting my chickenI put my wrist in and I’m breaking the potMovin’ the dope, can’t break in the spot (move)I hit the lot and I leave with a lotStop by the block and I sold me a block (serve)I poured a drop, I was sitting in a drop (drink)Back in the day, blew the bag on a thotNow we investing, watches and stock (hot)How the fuck that shit cost a ticket, I don’t see ice in that watch? (where?)I done been rich like Roddy, all of my niggas will send you the box (where?)I got the stick, opsI told you that we gon’ make it like the LOX (I told you)I can’t kick it with the ops (no)We never went missing, we just were chilling watching niggas all from the top (look at em’)I know that I’m great, so give me my props[Chorus: Offset & Takeoff]#Migos #Malibu #CultureIII
Migos Feat. Drake - Having Our Way (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Hear the the official audio for Migos Feat. Drake - "Having Our Way"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos Feat. Drake "Having Our Way" Lyrics:[Chorus: Drake]Load up the Drac’Fuck it, I’m making em payIt’s however niggas wanna take itI’m having my waySet out here having his wayQua out here having his wayAnd like the third Migo I, Take, bitch, whatLoad up the DrakeWhat else are they gonna play?It’s however niggas wanna take itAy, I’m having my waySet out here having his wayQua out here having his wayAnd like the third Migo I, Take, what, they, yuh[Verse: Drake]Now that I’m thinking it throughI just ain’t fell in love ‘cause I’m way too awakeThen she tried fucking a rapper to break up my heartBut my heart doesn’t breakSoon as I link with these niggasThey feelings is written all over they, faceWait, ok greatI’m in the back room at Wally’sI spent $30,000 on somebody’s grapesGetting in so many pull-up’s on niggasNo wonder we getting in shapeToo busy backing my words up with actionsTo ever go front of your, faceWhat? Ay, shit done changedBillionaires talk to me differentWhen they see my paystubs from Lucian GraingeTold myself that I would get through this verseAnd I’m not gonna mention the planeBut look at the planeFuck what we sayin’Yeah, what? Fuck what we sayin’Big ’81, but I don’t own a HarleyI ride a Mercedes with ShaneAy, it’s me an lil’ Harley,We wrecking this shitThen we bout to go link with the gangAy, and unlike the clock at your momma’s houseI do not have time to hangPlease don’t reach out to meThink watching too much of Stefan has got to meVerses too easyI’m serving ‘em up by the threesI’m playing poolAnd the pool just connects to the beachI’ve been too solidTo ever have stripes on my sneak’sYou get what I mean?Back in the dayMy dogs was putting they ballsIn the pockets of all of the fiendsWhat? What?That was back in the dayNow we involved in legitimate businessBaby we came a long waySometimes I hop on the road by myselfAnd I listen to shit that you sayAll of y’all having more followers than dollarsAnd that’s why I cannot relateNo, what?Load up the Drac’Fuck it, I’m making em payIt’s however niggas wanna take itI’m having my waySet out here having his wayQua out here having his wayAnd like the third Migo I, Take, bitch, whatLoad up the DrakeWhat else are they gonna play?It’s however niggas wanna take itAy, I’m having my waySet out here having his wayQua out here having his wayAnd like the third Migo I, Take, what, they, yuh[Verse: Quavo]Load up the Drac’ (Drac’)Making them fuck niggas payStraight out the trap to the play (we gone)Who said they ain’t having they way? (Who?)Might have a lil’ more on they plate (eat it up)We having our way in three ways (whoop)OVO scope on the Drake (uh)We having our way (we having that shit)Having my way in the cityGet pulled out your britchesYou talking or tripping?Go put on my cleatsSo I’m walking, they slipping (walk)Having my way, now this shit like a businessLoad up the bases, now I feel like Cal Ripken (ay)She had it her way, now she out of a Bentley (skrrt)Get out (mmhmm)[Verse: Offset](Offset)Fuck how you take itWe straight from the vacant (hey)I caught me some casesAnd beat it in races (hey)Seen they was hatingNo communicationNo invitation (no)Cut of circulationBlue or the red BugattiThis the MatrixCrosses all over my bodyWatch for Satan (Chrome)I’m having, Gallery LanvinNo talking, we smashing (smash)This one a classicAin’t none of this average (classic)Sniper, I’m sniping a bitchI’m an assassin (snipe)I popped it than piped a bitch up for some action (hey)I don’t even be braggingThese lil’ niggas maggots (maggots)I don’t even flexThat shit be on accidentFell in my lapHit your bitch on accidentI shoot my shotAt some point that shit accurate (bow, uh)[Chorus: Drake & Takeoff]Load up the DrakeWhat else are they gonna play? (fuck em’)It’s however niggas wanna take it (it’s up)Ay, I’m having my way (having it)Set out here having his way (Set)Qua out here having his way (Qua)And like the third Migo I, Take, what, they, yuh[Verse: Takeoff](Takeoff)I’m shoving that shit in they faceThen I go put that boy right in his placeThey know that I’m having my way (Why?)I was 17 on a song with DrakeIt’s like an eviction notice when dropping (get out)‘Cause niggas get move out they space (move)Two and a half, was going on threeBut fuck it, ‘cause it’s worth the waitNot to be ignorantBut I want everything that’s on the menuAnd what’s on your plate (gimme that)I talked to God, He give me the faith (God)I hit the boy, if I need me a Drac’ (brrr)I got a Richie that shit on my left (Mill’)But somehow I always be...#Migos #HavingOurWay #CultureIII
Migos - Mahomes (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Hear the the official audio for Migos - "Mahomes"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos "Mahomes" Lyrics:(Producer tag: Bgudini Spell That Shit)[Chorus: Quavo]S, U, C, C, E, S, S, havin’ successB, L, E, S, S, yes, niggas is blessedTen toes down, that’s a bag in Atlanta (ten toes)It ain’t no pressure, but you still keep a hammer (no, no)Bitches on bitches like to fuck they friendsThey done lowered their standards and everybody cool with itYoung niggas sending them shots, just bought a new chopper, he’ll show you he a fool with itWhich one ya on? Body for body, we havin’ bags full of bones (bones)Came back rich, would thought it was a cloneAll these Za’ bags, would’ve thought it home grownHuncho the chief, had to send it to MahomesFranchise tag, everybody want a loan (Mahomes)[Verse: Quavo]We kicked the door down, and we made some money, and we left it open for y’all to come inGave em’ the blueprint to shake the whole world and even done showed em the robotic BenzMama she told me to watch for the enemies, even the one you call your friendsCharge it to the game, or call it a penalty, fuck it i’ll switch it up and come back again (whoo)Every time I’m up, man I know I’m up ten (ten)Nigga can get close, I’ll stretch it out again (stretch)Came from the trap, never trapped in a pin (no)But I send big care packs to the pen (pen)Gang for the win, gang for the win (win)Take and Offset, they’ll stain sum’n, twinCreepin’ at night, we were walkin’ with a vest (vest)Jason with a knife, we were walkin’ with grin (grin)Who was Montana? Tony Montana wouldn’t live one night if he stayed in AtlantaYou tryna’ go viral, leave ya name on a banner, nigga want smoke, but it’s all in the camera[Chorus: Quavo][Verse: Offset](Offset)Gang, we defeaters (gang)In ya vein like a needle (vein)Fast like a cheetahI’ma hit the gas when I leave em’(skrrt)Buckle down with the bandLike we playin’ on a see-saw (whoo)Can’t forget my manI put them bands on a Kia (racks)We was beatin’ niggas with our bare hands, show what we bout’ (yessir)Niggas sellin’ grubs, I had to hustle out of FILA (hustle)Knew I wanted money, I was 5, I was knee-high (5)I’ma have to keep fire, I ain’t going out like B I (fire)Major lil’ nigga, lil’ basic lil’ nigga (basic)We was in the basement hidin’ paper, they ain’t listen (hey)My wrist throwin’ kisses, we done fucked all your bitches (come on)Necklace lookin’ like I just got out a blizzard (ice)Bad bitch bought a lil’ Chanel, cost a nickel (baddie)Told the bitch to ride this shit, bicycle (ride)Supersized Lambo, wide body whip it (wide)I put a lit switch up on the glock, I’m tryna zip em’ (frrr)We put on the move, and put the thottie on to kill em’ (thottie)Went and bought the building, it’s some million dollar dealings (yeah)Can’t worry bout’ a pussy nigga, drop my ceiling (no)Hibernate the millions, Nawf side legends (Nawf)[Chorus: Quavo][Verse: Takeoff](Takeoff)Franchise player, had to send it to my homes’Never send it through your phone, had to get it on my own (get it)I know right from wrong, but I’m playing all alongNever show em’ your emotions and tell em’ what you be onIt’ll fuck your mind up when you’re bag get blown (bag)Depend on who the person, gotta’ be mentally strong (strong)You just gotta’ run it up and never ever fold (no)Pickin’ up a load, never asking for a loan (never)B, L, E, S, S, niggas is blessed (blessed)Talking to a check, while I’m sittin’ on a jet (jet)Niggas flex for the net, it’s some niggas I ain’t met (never)I can up a milli’, if I ever get depressed (milli’)I bought the semi and you know it can suppress (brrrr)And every time I see the bag, I see another oneShoutout to Khaled, cause they know that we the bestI know some niggas that be hatin’ on success (hatin’)I know my niggas that be praying for the best (prayin’)Niggas throwin’ salt cause they got less (throw it)Ain’t get no straightenin’ when a nigga got pressed (pressed)[Chorus: Quavo][Outro: Quavo]If you really want it, you ain’t get it on your ownYou ain’t got time to be callin’ nigga phoneStill gotta’ get it in the field, you ain’t did nun wrongSay you really want it, you’ll get it on your ownStill, yeah, if you ain’t really got it I’ll give it to my homes#Migos #Mahomes #CultureIII
Migos - Avalanche (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Hear the the official audio for Migos - "Avalanche"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos "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 facadeYoung, rich, and black, and we gon’ beat the charge (we gone)I’m spending cash, no cardI’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 yoursFrom 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 albinoI 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 RodeoYou 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 staticTell 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 fridgeThe rings and wrists, I retro’d the kicksAin’t givin’ no kiss, I’m givin’ her dickYou staring too long, like you seen a ghostSo whip out your camera, take you a picSo when you get home, get back on your phoneZoom in on the flick, and look at the dripShe asked me to pay for the ass to get liftedI told her I’m better of getting you a LyftThink I’ma put all my trust in a ho with no benefitsTell her go jump off a cliffI go through 230 a cup of that purplePut 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)#Migos #Avalanche #CultureIII
Migos - Handle My Business (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | [Intro: Offset]Fuck nigga done forgot about this shit, y’all niggas, you know, we can see y’all fly, y’all niggas hatin’, yeah it ain’t nosecret (hey)[Chorus: Offset]Handle my business, I’m grown (whoo)I’m tryna’ make me a B ‘fore I’m gone (billion)There’s drugs in my chromosomes (there’s drugs)Yeah we thugs, don’t know right from wrong (thugs)(You know we don’t know no better, know what I’m sayin’)(Somebody gotta’ teach us something, whoo, whoo, whoo)Boarding a jet with a bad bitch that’s wet (jet)Breaking her back, and I gave her a check (check)Bottega flex, I got Marni on deck (Bottega)Dolce Gabbana, lil’ mama, oh yes (Dolce & Gabbana)(Spend a little check, you know, a little sum’n sum’n, not too crazy)(Whoo, whoo, whoo)We brought it back, like the 80’s with crackNobody frontin’, we taking ya pack (take that)We changed the game nigga, keep it a stack (gang)Not taking chains, if you play you get whacked (whacked)All facts, no cap (no cap)We makin’ millions, we known for that (yessir)Hate on my gang, we too grown for thatI keep the fire, not alone, or lacking (Offset)[Verse: Offset]Nigga ain’t stoppin’ this shit, I been poppin’ my shit (pop, pop)Holding your leg, cause I’m holding my bitch (hold on)Holding my blick, I don’t trust nobody (nobody)They playin’ dirty, they know that I’m it (dirty)Suck on my dick, bitch you know how to spit (spit)Hang with no cliques, I don’t know who would switch (nah)Countin’ these racks, I done sprained my wrist (racks)I taught you boys how to maintain your bitch (hey)We came from nothing, I thought they forgotRunning from 12 with a zip in my crotch (12)Go hit the lotPink’s in my chain, yeah pinks in my watch (pinks)Balenci’ frames, vintage supply (vintage)Taught em’ the way, they copied my fly (copied)Go to my page, I know that you spy (spying)They say they ain’t hating, I know that’s a lie (cap)Spinnin’, we put a lil bitch in the sky (spin)Winning, my blessings, they come from the sky (whoo)I took a pic with a fan, she was shy (shy)Way that she lookin’, she couldn’t believe her eyes (whoo)Know I was chosen, I know I’m that guy (guy)We took it global, and ain’t no denying (global)I’m staying focused, and saving my knot (focused)Ready to slide, if there’s some beef, then my gang gon’ fry it (ah)[Chorus: Offset][Verse: Quavo](Huncho)Holdin’ the fire, yeah (yeah)Fishtail turnin’ out the trap (skrrt)Servin’ em’ for the high (serve)Kickin’ Za’ bags with a stamp (kick it)In the bando, one Lamb’ (whip it)Still tryna’ whip it til’ it bounceJust a lil’ young nigga gettin’ off ounces (yeah)Now that I’m up, we can get off the mountainsI need help to count it (go)Call my accountant, this 400 racks, we just made that lil’ shit outta town (4 packs)Back to back ‘Clarens and back to back RollsWe had to go get this shit out the ground (go get it)Back to back tactical shit we done showed (bah, activate tactical mode)How many times I’ma tell you these niggas some hoes when they get exposed? (yeah)Handle my business, I’m grown, I had to go snatch a niggas soul, yeah (snatch)Wipe a nigga nose, washing his blood out my clothes, yeah (go)Shoot out the drop top, make a nigga block hot, still gotta’ right them wrongs, yeah (brrr, brrr)Don’t touch my phone, nigga I’m grown, I talk on my own, you know that I (uh)…[Chorus: Offset][Verse: Takeoff](Takeoff)I keep the fire in the pocket of the jacketThey know I ain’t gon’ show it, but they know I’m packin’ (brr)Stop all that talking, we know that you acting (stop)We having motion, and causing a havocI heard she left with a bag, that’s tragicI can’t blame the bitch, I’m blaming her pappy (pappy)Look at my ice bitch, I’m not your average (ice)Look at my life bitch, I’m living lavishWe pick up that stick, you know we gon’ blast itWent on a mission, he knew he was crashing (crash)Them red, blue, and whites, harass em’ (12)I’m screaming fuck 12 like it’s cancer (fuck ‘em)Took the game and hold it for ransom (hold it)Until they give me my answers (gimme mine)On why niggas ain’t winning Grammy’s (why?)And gettin’ the check, we demand it (why?)[Chorus: Offset & Takeoff]#Migos #HandleMyBusiness #CultureIII
Migos - Jane (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Hear the the official audio for Migos - "Jane"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos "Jane" Lyrics:[Intro: Takeoff]What you want?[Chorus: Takeoff]She want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her (whoo)[Verse: Takeoff]A hundred thousand for a bag (hunnid’)That’s a whole lotta’ cash (cash)I bought a watch, it made of glass (glass)And copped the coupe, so I can drag (skrrt)I bought a bag and made her mad (bag)I bought the bag just to brag (whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo)I put your bitch in a Birkin, I told her to work it, I think she deserve it (hey)I throw that money, she pick it up urgent (ay)I’m up a couple mil’, go tell a birdie (brrr)Niggas ain’t ballin’, go put up your jerseyI’m in the Maybach, it came with the curtains (big Bach)I bought the bag, I heard you was hurtin’Tryin’ to get 30 bih, by time I’m 30You bought that jewelry and put in your neck and I heard it was turnin’ (turnin’)Colors, I bought her the bag, the Birkin is pink, and told her to work it (work it)If you do right for the night, I cop you the mink, the mansion is perfect (‘mwah)She told me talk to her nice, poppin’ these Percocets, buying these purses (pop)(Take, Take, Takeoff)[Chorus: Takeoff & Offset]She want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin (yessir), I told her work itShe want a Birkin (hey), I told her work itShe want a Birkin (Offset), I told her (whoa)[Verse: Offset]Baddie lil’ bitch (bad), she a sassy lil’ bitch (baddie)She told me Coco for an average bitch (Coco)Ratchet but she livin’ lavish (ratchet)This Birkin is nasty (nasty)$85k for this package (whoo)Yo’ pockets can put in a casket (hey)I dropped the off the coupe (the top)Ooh they think I’m Criss Angel, do magic (Criss Angel)They was hatin’ on the gang, had Patek’s (Patek’s)I can see these niggas mad I got the baddest (whoo)I’m happy, this bag came with panties (I’m happy)$45k for the handle (45)Make the bag real rare like a panda (rare)This fur, this meek is an animal (this fur)It’s smoke, don’t choke, we handle em’ (don’t choke)I’m the G.O.A.T., you know I will challenge ya’ (I’m the G.O.A.T.)That’s my ho, her Birkin from Canada (Birk)I tell her work it (Birk), before you get Birkin’s (Birk)Mansion was furbished (first), if you want a purse (purse),you be my service (servant), you be my nurse (nurse)Diamonds detergent (detergent), I’m on a Perc’ (Perc’)Give me that service (service)We from the North, the bando was the worstest (the worstest)My wrist is a public service (whoo), announcement she got a Birkin(announce it)[Chorus: Takeoff]She want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her (whoo)[Verse: Quavo]Work that shit for that lil’ Birkin bitch (work)That lil’ Birkin bag ain’t gon’ hurt ya bitch (no)This money work for all purposes (money)This money cater all services (woo)It’s a bag, go invest in your bag, the value goin’ up in prices (prices)Pocket rocket then I’m poppin’ the tag, they bitin’ the drip, Mikey Tyson (bitin’)I put on this shit, I’m the nicestShe gonna suck me and tell me her vices (now)She wear the Birkin with Nike’s (yeah)Tequila get her excited (yeah)It’s smoke out the choppa’, he tried it (bow)I let him live cause’ I’m surrounded by tings, and all of them bitches they vibin’ (vibe)It’s a Birkin, she just won a Heisman (soo, soo, yeah yeah)[Chorus: Takeoff]She want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her work itShe want a Birkin, I told her (whoo)#Migos #Jane #CultureIII
Migos Feat. Cardi B - Type Shit (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | Hear the the official audio for Migos Feat. Cardi B - "Type Shit"Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here:https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIIIFollow Migos on socials:instagram.com/migosfacebook.com/THEMigosAtltwitter.com/migosMigos Feat. Cardi B "Type Shit" Lyrics:[Verse: Takeoff](Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah)It cost a half a ticket for a glass wrist (half a milli’)But it ain’t cost me nothin’ for this bad bitch, ain’t cost me nun’ hoWe the ones that break the stage (break), then get paid (pay)Came in the game, get your stain, bet the ops know all our names (bitch)Ain’t you entertained (ho), I bossed her now she plain (plain)The struggle where we came (struggle), there’s smoke behind my game (smoke)[Verse: Quavo](Soo, grrraah)Shots get to firin’, ‘cause some niggas got to hittin’ (hittin’)Made em’ spin twice, ‘cause I swear I thought he missed (go)Fuck that smoke shit, I got ice on my wrist (ice)Still get my hands dirty, I’ll wash em’ til’ it’s drenched (soo, soo, soo)[Verse: Takeoff]Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a planeBitch it’s the rocket with all of these chains (bitch it’s the Rocket)She got a nigga, but shit, she told me she doin’ her thang (shit, that’s cool)Where there’s a plug, well none are more rocking right now on terrain (where there’s a plug, oh)[Chorus: Quavo]Type shit, type shit, this the type shit (let’s roll)This the type shit that get ya bitch hit (smash)This the type shit that got ya trendin’ (trend)Killed it right quick, but we ain’t finish (no)[Verse: Takeoff]I pour a pint and drink that shit in 30 minutes (drink, lean)Ever since I jumped up off the porch I been gettin’ it (get it)Thinking bout’ them bags we had stashed in the kitchen (bags)They said that society had turned me to a menace (fuck society, fuck em’)[Verse: Cardi B]LookI say this the type shitBitches love to type shitI pull up Marine SerreYou know, in some tight shitMy accountant think I’m gayAll I do is buy shitFrom the projectsTo the privates jetsI’ve been a fly bitch (mwah)Once hoes start doing badThey need something they can blame it onBitches couldn’t be as hot as meIn the summertime with a blanket onBitches really be puppetsI’m in the Lamb-chopAnd I don’t play along (skrrt)Are you stupid, dumb, or slow?Got these frames from Ricky OAll these verses I done slayedAll these looks that I done gaveCould have let these fuck hoes drownBut I let them ride my waveMan these hoes looking real lightAnd this ass looking real heavyFeel like Beyonce with this BirkinBut I’m Rowland with this Kelly (grrr)[Verse: Offset]Calling shots (brrrr), order the semi’s, then score on the ops (score)Scrape up the pennies before I was poppin’ (hey)Fuck her, dismiss her, I’m that type of guy (get out of there)Up’ing my fire and I’m waving it (fire)Take off the top, I done gutted it (gutted it)Call me two harlet before I had busted it (before)Flex on you niggas, this shit gettin’ ugly (ugly)I got a Patek inside of the Cullinan (ah)I tell her suck on me, I tell her fuck on meKeep it a buck with me, up in it, stuck with me (yessir)If we get into it, you niggas gon’ duck for me (go)Niggas go buck for me, shoot up the club for me (shoot)They want the recipe, body like NestleTry to get the best of me, but I ain’t going (no)She liked an athlete, nigga don’t threaten mePut out a hit, in two-months he gone (hit)Put out the bitch, she was here for too long (put out)We don’t need a loan, the mob Capone (mob)I make an M with a blindfold (whoo)Jump out the gym with some bows of the dope (hey)Them niggas spinnin’, they takin’ they souls (spin)Want a promotion, now he gettin’ blowed (blow)Niggas already know (you know), Set ain’t no ho, he gon’ come as a ghost[Chorus: Quavo]Type shit, type shit, this the type shit (let’s roll)This the type shit that get ya bitch hit (smash)This the type shit that got ya trendin’ (trend)Killed it right quick, but we ain’t finish (no)#Migos #TypeShit #CultureIII
Migos Feat. Pop Smoke - Light It Up (Official Audio) Migos ATL 2021-06-11 | [Intro: Quavo & Pop Smoke](Producer tag: Traphouse Mob, Swirv, This Is…)(Wait, yo, hahaha, soo, soo, woo, woo, ha, woo, grr, woo skrrt, bow, whoo, glah, whoo)[Chorus: Quavo]Light it up for a 50 ball, then I spend it on your bitch (bitch)And my charm like a crystal ball, when I pull up make a wishMakin’ a, makin’ a profit, big boy, big boy, yeah narcotics (narcotics)Pour me a drink and it’s toxicNew York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (drip)Pour me a drink and it’s toxic (drink)New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (drip)Niggas keep bitin’, they copy (bite)I get too stiff, I give ‘em the Heisman (stiff)Niggas be talkin’ ‘bout slidin’ (whoo)I screw the tip and shoot ‘em in silence (grrraow)Brand new coupe, no mileage (whoo)I show the gang and we high fivin’[Verse: Offset](Whoo, whoo, whoo, Offset)She give me face in the Wraith (face)The semi, it should by the tre’ (rrraow)Moon walkin’, my diamonds gon’ skate (moon walkin’)They tried to revive him too late (too late)I put a cape on the Drac’ (Drac’)Put a thot on the plot, she bait (plot)Surprise, a K, not a cake (surprise)I put kisses on the eyes of your bae (hey)He made it trial and flakes (flake)100k, you get whacked off today (whacked)I mix purp’ with codeine by the 1/8th (codeine)Grab the scope, line him like a tape (line him up)Back to back Lamborghinis, replay (back to back)I fish bowl the coupe’s, watch ‘em hate (who)The guts is red, Koolaid (the guts)We got sticks in case you want playRoll a bigger bank roll (roll)And make these hoes lose they soul (soul)Suicide doors and TMZ posin’Make them hoes take off they clothesI custom’d my woesThey powdered they noseThey gettin’ exposedThey fucking the brosChauffeur open the door of the Roll’sToast, the bags came in, and we loaded[Chorus: Quavo]Light it up for a 50 ball, then I spend it on your bitch (bitch)And my charm like a crystal ball, when I pull up make a wishMakin’ a, makin’ a profit, big boy, big boy, yeah narcotics (narcotics)Pour me a drink and it’s toxicNew York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (drip)Pour me a drink and it’s toxic (drink)New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (drip)Niggas keep bitin’, they copy (bite)I get too stiff, I give ‘em the Heisman (stiff)Niggas be talkin’ ‘bout slidin’ (whoo)I screw the tip and shoot ‘em in silence (grrraow)Brand new coupe, no mileage (whoo)I show the gang and we high fivin’[Verse: Pop Smoke]I put the Adderall in my leanIn my Amiri Bravado jeansHella rocks in my socksHella guns in my briefIf a nigga movin’ WokThat’s when he’s gon’ seeAll the Woo’s poppin’ out the cutTotin’ 33’sShe say, “You dark-skinned and handsome”“You a gorgeous lil’ gangsta’”She like, “You always dripped up in Dior,”“And all your diamonds dancing”She like, “You slick, piranha”I tell her, “Work for yana”Everything white, MadonnaOnly hand-selected diamondsBrand new Richard Millie, cost a milli’Yeah a big ol’ ticket (woo, woo, woo, woo)Look, I always knew how to ballKnow they light it up if I make the callHe ain’t gon’ hesitate to shake‘Cause he know I got that nigga if he falls[Chorus: Quavo]Light it up for a 50 ball, then I spend it on your bitch (bitch)And my charm like a crystal ball, when I pull up make a wishMakin’ a, makin’ a profit, big boy, big boy, yeah narcotics (narcotics)Pour me a drink and it’s toxicNew York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (drip)Pour me a drink and it’s toxic (drink)New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (drip)Niggas keep bitin’, they copy (bite)I get too stiff, I give ‘em the Heisman (stiff)Niggas be talkin’ ‘bout slidin’ (whoo)I screw the tip and shoot ‘em in silence (grrraow)Brand new coupe, no mileage (whoo)I show the gang and we high fivin#Migos #LightItUp #LightItUp
