Migos 3 Way (Intro)

[Quavo:]

3 way

3 way

3 way

Migo

3 way

Quavo!

I’m attached to the stacks

Still having big straps

Phone tap running laps cross the map hot trap

50, 000 on craps

Plug got that baby powder

These niggas out here sour

80k perform for an hour

Should of played for the Dolphins

Should of played for the Saints

Nigga saying it’s a drought

Takeoff still having pints

Still playing with that oil

Still playing with that dope

Might catch me on the nawf

Still chopping it up with Bo

I got bitches out in Florida

Having bitches out in Georgia

New bitch hit my phone said she wanna give me dome

Cutting dope by Georgia dome

High school no diploma

Remember days on the nawf

Now I’m quarterback a coach

Better watch your approach when you pull up on the Chos

Yeah my niggas having sticks

Mama didn’t raise a bitch

Now your bitch always call my phone for motherfucking snow

Today I just met the plug put him in the figure four

Old Quavo might just pull up and just kick a door nigga

Free my nigga Westside got 5 to the dope nigga

Free my nigga Kobe got 15 to the net

Now I got some hired shooters with the [?]

I don’t mean no disrespect but I came for the checks

They free’d the savage Set

Concerts in Quebec

Put her on the grits

Young nigga hitting them licks

No Label 3

Independent signed for bricks

[Offset:]

(Huh-huh) Jumped off the porch

(Huh-huh) Picked up the fork

(Huh-huh) Stay with the torch

(Huh) We did this shit from the nawf

(Huh) Niggas be [?]

I’m with the shit I don’t give a fuck

Slaughter your daughter get passed to my partner we fuck her then call up an Uber truck

Fuck it up (fuck it up)

Fuck it up (fuck it up)

Getting that pot do an uppercut

Get in that pussy like cootie cutters

Get you some money then live it up

Pull out that stick he start hiccing up

You see the ski start bitching up

Stand on the stage and pipe it up

Fucking your hoe while you wife her up

I got the birds like Mighty Duck

Swerve on the curb in the Bentley truck

Fuck what you talking we pulling up

Your face on the ground nigga pick it up

No Label (huh-huh)

No Label (huh-huh)

No Label (nah)

I’m getting my own paper

I get your bitch and slay her

I’m the president I’m not the mayor

Diamonds got my body cold I got em’ bout four layers

I need a bitch that look like Drea

Catching bricks off in the mail

Nudie jeans

Ice creams from Pharrell

I’m a player

[Takeoff:]

Came in the game

Knock at the door

Nobody answered had to do a kick door

My niggas they on the same shit

Had to tell em’ what that bando was for

I know that we not from Atlanta nigga what you think them two fingers and thumb for

And they been hating on me since I was a lil’ boy tell me something I don’t know

It’s been a long road

I put in work but no cheat code

Pen on paper like kinko

Never look back and won’t sell my soul

Real niggas never fold

Say you a hundred but you told

It’s hot outside it ain’t cold

Nigga seen the draco and froze

Nigga acting bold I’m a fuck around and wipe the pussy nigga nose

Strip a nigga out his clothes

Don’t like it then pay what you owe

Bigger back end at the shows

Spanish for Telemundo

I got the Act in the bag right now

But I won’t send you a four

Dope dressed up in saran it look like the pope

And get smoked from the gas bags it’ll make you choke

If you pour up, smoke or snort coke

That what float your boat

This No Label [?]

Come from the goats

(Takeoff!)

Migos Beast

[Baka:]

Murda on tha beat so it’s not nice

[Quavo:]

Beast

She a lil, she a lil beast

She a lil beast (beast)

She a lil, she a lil beast (beastie)

She a lil beast (beast)

She a lil, she a lil beast (beast)

She a lil beast

Love to walk around on fleek

I call that CC

She a lil, she a lil beast (CC)

Know she gon’ need me

I turn a hoe to a beast (beastie)

She a lil beast (beast)

She a lil, she a lil beast

She a lil beast

She a lil, she a lil beast

She walk with models

And all the bottles

She a robber for, for gold bottles

And she fuck for dollars

And designer collars

And for more followers

She a cobbler

Drop that pen (drop it)

Put it in, navi and we can link

I fuck her friends (friend)

She a lil, she a lil beast (she a lil beast)

Park it, pull up on east (skrr)

Get straightening just for me

He a lil beast (woo)

My chopper he a lil beast (baow, baow)

I can put a cook in a window

We’re gon’ smell it (cookie, cookie)

Nigga got big boy stain on the block

Ain’t know tellin’ (ain’t know tellin’)

I guess I got away a lot

‘Cause I ain’t no felon (I ain’t no felon)

He a lil beast

Matter of fact, we a lil beast (Migos)

Eat it up, eat it up, feast (eat it up)

Eat it up, eat it up, feast (eat it up)

Patek Philippe (patek)

Nigga lifestyle cheap (lifestyle)

Willow beast

Willow beast, willow beast

Willow beast

Willow beast, willow beast

[Offset:]

Offset

Shawty on fleek

Bartier Cardi put the Wraith on me

When I see the Patek on her arm, got weak (ooh)

Beat it up, beat it, Ortiz

She a lil freak (freak)

Dick in her mouth for a week

My drip on repeat (drip)

She drip and splash in the sheets (splash)

You can get the money if you want to

Ride on the peds like a mongrel

Feel like Bruce Lee, kung fu (feel)

If your whole game broke, then you broke too (broke)

Sucking me up like syringe

I’m about to fuck on her friend (hey)

Geeked on the perks a ten

The coupe too fast in the wind (skrt)

Audemars P

‘Rari two seat geek geek geek (‘Rari)

Your whole game sweet

The whole gang eat

Yeah we gon’ menage the leech

White pp, elite (white)

She suck and I fuck her, delete (she suck it)

I ball like the Ruckus & Meech (ball)

Unbuckle my buckle oowee

We made 20 million at least (20)

My done stock went up, increased

I’m blocking your thoughts (block)

They tryin’ to throw rocks on me (shame)

All of the water, water

How can I breathe (water, water)

Hop on the jet, the charter

Fly with no wings

[Quavo:]

Beast

She a lil, she a lil beast

She a lil beast

She a lil, she a lil beast (beastie)

She a lil beast

She a lil, she a lil beast (beast)

She a lil beast

Love to walk around on fleek

I call that CC

She a lil, she a lil beast (CC)

Know she gon’ need me

I turn a hoe to a beast (beastie)

She a lil beast

She a lil, she a lil beast

She a lil beast

She a lil, she a lil beast

[Takeoff:]

She walk with models (model)

And drink out the bottle (bottle)

And go full throttle (throttle)

She a problem (problem)

No baby bottles (bottle)

She suck and swallow (swallow)

For Snapchat follows (follow)

She a gobble (gobble)

Yeah, she a lil, she a lil beast (she a lil beast)

Pleasing me (please)

Let her walk around on leash (leash)

High speed chase with 12, she flee with me

Don’t spill my cup of lean (lean)

Hey lil beast

Walk in the trap, I seize

Walk in the trap, on freeze

[?] on the trap

Ain’t going out like that

Momma always told me

I’ma take lead (lead)

Follow me, I’ll take lead (I’ll take lead)

The cash and cream (cream)

It’s all about the cash and the cream (cash and the cream)

[Quavo:]

Beast

She a lil, she a lil beast

She a lil beast

She a lil, she a lil beast (beastie)

She a lil beast

She a lil, she a lil beast (beast)

She a lil beast

Love to walk around on fleek

I call that CC

She a lil, she a lil beast (CC)

Know she gon’ need me

I turn a hoe to a beast (beastie)

She a lil beast (beast)

She a lil, she a lil beast

She a lil beast

She a lil, she a lil beast

Migos Kidding Me

[Intro: Takeoff & Quavo]

Fuck!

Must be kidding me

Slam my nigga

Nah, nigga don’t play with me

Migo!

[Hook]

They say he ran off with the pack, goddamn

They say the plug going out like Nino Brown

They say the nigga that robbed you is in the trap right now

I said I pull up, and start damping at the whole crowd

Nigga better stop playing with me

You know that they taking your style?

It’s all on the radio, like right now!

Who the hell said we a one hit wonder?

Migo pockets sloppy like lasagna, nigga stop playing with me

[Verse 1: Takeoff]

Who the fuck said QC we ain’t on top? Gotta be kidding me

Who the fuck said YRN2 gon’ flop? Must be kidding me

The niggas that didn’t believe in me

The people that didn’t believe in me

Versace, Versace it topped the charts

Now I’m on BET and MTV

Remember back then watching Oprah?

Now I’m on the sofa with Oprah

Louboutins all on her sofa

No strings attached cause these loafers

OG gas pack got the odor

Green like Shrek that’s an ogre

Taking my swag and exposure

Pull up to your house and foreclose ya’

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Quavo]

Thought I fucking told you fuck nigga better stop playing with me

Hop out with the dirty stick, the drum, holds infinity

My bitch run down with 50 chickens in an SRT

I ain’t make it out of high school, it ain’t no shame in me

I’m richer than my teachers, damn I know I bet they mad at me

With yo’ red light on, in the bando get it like Krispy Kremes

Hit the pot with the left hook, Quavo-Kareem

You ain’t never seen a mountain of snow on that triple beam

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Offset]

All of you niggas you mimic me, you kidding me? Literally

Controlling the block with good quality

Hurricane in the kitchen, a catastrophe

I’m number one you are the niggas after me

Wrapping my bitch up in diamonds from Tiffany’s

Everyday a holiday, epiphany

All you pussy niggas talking and bickering

Ya’ll don’t even make no goddamn sense

Cuffing the same bitch I fucked that’s my bitch

Whoosh, pack gone missing

Soon as you touch on my hand it’s disappearing instantly

Diamonds on me looking like it’s a photo

Guiseppe’s and now they walking on komodo

Feelin’ like Austin they stealing my mojo

Trapping and capping we selling that yayo

[Hook]

Migos Versace

[Quavo:]

I mean I just left the Versace store

[Hook:]

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace

Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace

Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace

[Verse 1: Quavo]

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I’m ‘Luminati

I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy

Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my Audi

My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they’re mighty

Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets

She ask me why my drawers silk, I told that bitch “Versace”

Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain’t ever been in the jungle

Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don’t fumble

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Takeoff]

Get that new Truey, I do it Versace

You copped the Honda, I copped the Mazi

You smoke the mid, I smoke exotic

I set the trend, you niggas copy

Cooking the dope, like I work at Hibachi

Lookin and watching, blow it, hot like some Taki

Come in my room, my sheet Versace

When I go to sleep, I dream Versace

Medusa, Medusa, Medusa

These niggas, they wishing they knew ya

They coppin’ the Truey, remixing the Louie

My blunts is fat as Repuschia

Different stripped shirt like I’m Tony the Tiger

I’m beating the pot, Call me Michael

None of you niggas can copy

Look at my closet Versace, Versace

[Hook]

[Verse 3: OffSet]

King of Versace, Medusa my wallet

My car is Versace, tiger stripes on my Mazi

I’m dressing so nice, they can’t even copy

You think I’m Egyptian, this gold on my body

My money my mission, two bitches they kissing my diamonds

Is pissin, my swag is exquisite

No Offset no preacher, but you niggas listen

Them blue and white diamonds dey look like the Pistons

Codeine sippin, Versace I’m gripping them bands in my pocket

You know that I’m living

I’m draped up in gold but no Pharaoh

Rockin handcuffs, that’s Ferragamo

Bricks by the boat, overload

I’m think I’m the don, but no Rocko

This the life that I chose, bought out the store can’t go back no more

Versace my clothes, while I’m sellin them bows

Versace took over, it took out my soul

[Hook]

Migos Goin’ Through It

[Hook: Offset]

I’m goin’ through it, my nigga ain’t even loyal

He snitchin’ on the kid, I heard it from my lawyer

I’m goin’ through it, my bitch ain’t even my bitch

She let the whole team hit, this bitch ain’t worth shit

I’m goin’ through it, my brother in the cage

My grandma in the grave, the Lord told me be patient

I’m goin’ through it, I gotta get this money

I’m a always ride in foreign, the codeine what I’m pourin’

I’m goin’ through it

[Verse 1: Offset]

I’m goin’ through it, man this shit so crazy

’07, lost my brother, 15 years in them cages

Now my grandma rest in peace, that was my first lady

Thousand dollar specs on my face to block the haters

Goin’ through it right now but still chasin’ the paper

My bitch fucked the whole team, I never should have saved her

And now I’m goin’ crazy, cause I’m just goin’ through it

I still walk around with Rugers cause I like to shoot ’em

I thought I loved that bitch to the mothafuckin’ core

I bought her Jimmy Choos, I bought her Juicy Couture

I treated her like a queen, but she was the neighborhood whore

And now she tryna ride with me cause now I’m on tour

Money, money, money, money got me in a Porsche

Money, money, money, money got [?]

I’m rollin’ up a 3-5 [?]

Feds watchin’ me, still servin’ J’s, I’m paranoid

[Hook: Offset]

[Verse 2: Quavo]

I’m goin’ through it, my niggas in the slammer

I had to go to Wal-Mart and collect some Arm & Hammer

And go hard in the kitchen, finessin’ [?]

Do numbers water whippin’, Young Quavo, yeah I did it

My bitch, she smashed the whole team, damn that ho too friendly

So you know when I sign that deal, got to know I ain’t buyin’ that ho no Bentley

Ain’t seen him in two years, now he wanna come around, gotta know somethin’ fishy

And I told my momma if somethin’ happen to me, she can have my riches

Young Quavo, ain’t leavin’ my wealth to none of these bitches

Cause once you dead and gone, she’ll have another nigga in your kitchen

Water whippin’, show her how you did it

If I get her the Bentley, she’ll have another nigga in that Bentley

[Hook: Offset]

[Verse 3: Takeoff]

I’ve been goin’ through it, shit been crazy

2000, lost my cousin, cried like a baby

My ancestors been goin’ through it, back then in slavery

Now the time faster, I am the master

Could’ve been me back then, nigga woulda been like “Fuck your master”

My name Takeoff, I am NASA

Every move I make, is spectacular

Northside is my nation, and I’m an ambassador

I pray to the man above, palm to palm

Remember back in ’07, almost lost my mom

That woulda hurt my heart, prolly wouldn’t have no heart

Prolly would’ve been stopped right then, prolly wouldn’t been no start

Back to kickin’ them doors, back to juugin’ them cars

But I pray to God, cause he healed my mom

If you talkin’ ’bout that bread, then I want every crumb

Runnin’ to the money like I’m in a marathon

Foreign bitch, pop a zan like she pop a gun

Smokin’ on that kush, it smell just like an underarm

And the check say it wanna get married to my thumb

Goin’ through it like a nigga locked up with no bond

[Outro: Takeoff]

I’m goin’ through it

2000, lost my cousin RiRi, rest in peace

’07 lost my big bruh to the feds

Free Player Made

Just lost my grandmomma

Rest in peace Sally Smith, I love you

Done took so many losses, it’s only right that we win

Migos Too Playa

[Quavo:]

Yeah (DJ Durel)

The way we put this shit together, you know what I mean?

Huncho and Durel made the beat, you know what I mean?

I got this man on the saxophone

You know what I mean, he blowing them keys

You know we keep keys the right way, you dig?

The way we put this Culture shit together

It’s like a new wave, generation way

Yeah, feel like 3K, Andre, with my way, Huncho, woo

She fuck with the gang (gang), she fuck with the team

She like to do percocets, then I put her on lean (yeah)

She got little perky breasts (perky), I put a little ice on the flex

She got a little turkey neck, neck, neck, neck, neck, yeah

Don’t look at that skeleton too long, might drown (swim, swim)

My nigga got felonies, let him out right now (woo, ay)

I’m in Miami like a Zoe Pound (yeah yeah)

Call a Zoey dollar jet ski, water clowns

Wrist spending tabs, finna spaz, finna spaz

Niggas spending fast (spinning), 150 cash, 50 cash

Yeah, large (yeah), y’all nigga talk too hard (talk, talk)

We pull your card, pull up and chop down yards (chop)

Fish bowl same size, fish tank, yeah (yeah)

Big bank same size as his bank, yeah (yeah)

My bitch way better than his bitch, yeah (fo sho)

We too playa (yeah), we too, we too playa (playa)

Yeah, we too playa (woo), we too, we too playa (clean)

Yeah, we too playa (woo), yeah, we too playa (playa)

Woo, we too playa (woo), we too, we too playa

Ay, we too playa, yeah, we too playa

Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah

All this watered down, might could sell it to a whale, yeah

Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah

We too playa, yeah, we too playa

[2 Chainz:]

Yeah, 2 Chainz

Playaz Circle was my first squad, but you already knew that

Nigga claim he got a million dollars, but I already blew that

Donatella on the bootstrap, whole crew got a Tru tat

Whole crew got a Tru chain, lay it back, now I move same

100 thousand in a blue flame, cross a nigga like a spiritual

Before rap, I was in the trap, and my record was criminal

Baby girl got that water park, when she get up, she left a water mark

Black Patek Philippe, motherfuckers like Armor-All

Ok, now all in all, got it from wall to wall

Took it from mall to mall, dropped it from stall to stall

Shitting on niggas subliminally, all of my shoes are from Italy

Hard top crews, no Kennedy, she’ll pay cash, no penalty

[Quavo:]

Marble all my floors, blue strip on my rolls

If the money fold, that mean the dope ain’t sold

I like it straight, the men ain’t gotta debate

Ice on stakes, pull up with a serious face

The way these hoes like to film a nigga, Lorenz Tate

I won’t even let you film a nigga without seeing tape

Yeah, that’s my brother, work, but I gotta play harder

Tryna be like the Carters, gotta be like the Carters

Said I got a big bank same size as his bank, yeah

My bitch way better than his bitch, yeah

Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah

We too playa, yeah, we too playa

[Takeoff:]

I am a player (player), and no, I ain’t playing fair (no)

Swear they shaking like some dreads (shaking)

Oh, that mean we got ’em scared (scared)

Look up at your man’s head (look)

Tell me what color that dot is (what?)

Dot on his head is red (red)

Get popped for some shit that your brother did

I love my mama, never change, your honor

So I gotta let his mama live (mama)

I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner

Make him vanish, David Copperfield (Copperfield)

Came in the game and was independent

They was screaming out that we ain’t got a deal (fuck a deal)

Said I ain’t playing, this the face I make

When I call my plug and he ain’t got a sell

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, my name is Takeoff, I’m outta here (outta here)

Open the door when they got in there (got in there)

Quiet, I pick up the silencer, shoot it up to the analogist

Ballin’, but they keep callin’ us (ball)

And ain’t no stoppin’ us (no), try to see the apocalypse

[Quavo:]

Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah

We too playa, yeah, we too playa

[Offset:]

New Moncler, throwin’ salt on a playa (salt)

Save the salt for the snails (salt) or the rocks in my ear (rocks)

Put you in the Bentley (skrrt), brand new Selena (Selena)

She a bad bitch, I seen her (bad), I’m flooded, call FEMA

I do it the best (best), I am too playa to stress (playa)

Drip like the mayor, more or less

I like your bitch, I caress (I like her)

Dry down the stick nigga, hush (hush)

Codeine syrup a must (a must)

Wraith with the peppermint guts (Wraith)

He sweet, he keep holding nuts (sweet)

Your bitch is a throwaway mutt

Migos T-Shirt

[Quavo:]

Norinbee

Train twerk

Aye, mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)

Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (white)

Mama told me (aye), not to sell work (mama)

Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (yeah)

[Takeoff:]

Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)

Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)

Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt, skrt)

Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket (graw)

Neck water faucet (water), mocking birds mocking (woo)

Act pint, stocking (act), nats keep thotting (nats)

Wrist on hockey (hockey), wrist on rocky (rocky)

Lotta niggas copy, name someone can stop me (no one)

Bitches call me papi (bitch!), ‘sace, that’s my hobby (‘sace)

Scotty on the molly, pocket rocket from O’Reilly (graw)

One off in the chamber, ain’t no need for me to cock it (uh-uh)

Niggas get to droppin’ when that draco get to poppin’ (frr)

All I want is cottage, roll a cigar full of broccoli (Cookie)

No check, want all cash, nigga, I don’t do deposits (uh-uh)

Bitches cross the water, nigga, bitches from the tropics (phew)

I’ma get that bag, nigga, ain’t no doubt about it (yup)

I’ma feed my family, nigga, ain’t no way around it (family)

I ain’t gon’ never let up nigga, God said, show my talent (show it)

Young nigga with the anna, walkin’ with the hammer (graw)

Talkin’ country grammar, nigga, straight out north Atlanta (north side)

Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)

Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)

Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)

Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket

[Quavo:]

Ay, mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)

Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (white)

Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)

Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (yeah)

Mama told you

Mama told me (mama) not to sell work

Mama told you (mama)

Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (white)

Nineteen ninety-five (nineties), two thousand five (two-thousands)

Seen it with my eyes (seen it), dope still alive (dope)

Real mob ties (mob), real frog eyes (frog)

Real whole pies (whoa), all time high (high)

Do it for the culture (culture), they gon’ bite like vultures (vultures)

Way back when I was trappin’ out Toyotas (skrr, skrr)

I’ma hit the gas (gas), twelve can’t pull me over (twelve)

Space coupe, Quavo Yoda, pourin’, drankin’ sodas

[Offset:]

I get high on my own, sir, heard you gon’ clone sir

Stop all that flexin’, young nigga don’t wanna go there

Never been a gopher (no) but I always been a soldier

Young niggas in the cut, posted like a vulture

Divin’ off the stage in the crowd, it’s a mosh pit

Yeah, shawty bad but she broke cause she don’t own shit

Mama asked me “Son, when the trappin’ gon’ quit?”

I been ridin’ round through the city in my new bitch

[Takeoff:]

Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)

Woah, kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)

Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt, skrt)

Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket

[Quavo:]

Mama told me (aye), not to sell work (mama)

Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (white)

Mama told me (aye) not to sell work (mama)

Seventeen five, same color t-shirt (yeah)

Mama told you

Mama told you

Migos Say So

[Intro – Quavo:]

I know A bitch real thick, and her body right

Only a bitch with some sexy ass cellulite

Quavo with Takeoff we landed on a satellite

All these niggas Dab bite like the Mike Tyson Fight

Real talk, I know a bitch, I know a hoe

I don’t mean to call them that but they just do what they got to do

They go to work when I say so

[Hook – Quavo:]

I know a bitch go to work when I say so

I know a bitch on go when I say go

I know a bitch go to work when I say so

I know a bitch on go when I say GO!

I know a bitch count the cash real fast though

I know a bitch go to work when I say so

I know a bitch on point with the cash flow

I know a bitch on go when I say GO!

[Verse 1 – Quavo:]

I know A bitch real thick, and her body right

Only a bitch with some sexy ass cellulite

Quavo with Takeoff we landed on a satellite

All these niggas Dab bite like the Mike Tyson Fight

Naw for real I know a hoe and she on go for sure

And she came right out the trap, trapped out the bando

I got her off the rebound Quavo, Tyler Hansbrough

Free my million dollar niggas locked in Statesboro

I know a real bitch, she say that it’s a fake world

And she don’t sit ’round herself by non of you fake girls

I know a bitch walk around with the strap on her

If you make her mad, she pull up and just dump on ya

[Hook – Quavo:]

I know a bitch go to work when I say so

I know a bitch on go when I say go

I know a bitch go to work when I say so

I know a bitch on go when I say GO!

I know a bitch count the cash real fast though

I know a bitch go to work when I say so

I know a bitch on point with the cash flow

I know a bitch on go when I say GO!

[Verse 2 – Takeoff:]

I got a bitch to go pick up the work

(With no discussion, pull up in a vert)?

Pockets are fat like I made it, (professor)?

These bitches they singin’ like Gerald Levert

Sippin’ on mud like it came out the dirt

Niggas don’t give a fuck, they’ll put you in a hearse

All of my niggas they came from the top

From my bitches they ride around puttin’ in work

I got a bitch in Oklahoma, smoke weed all day she a stoner

Got a bitch in Minnesota, she play with that coca-cola

Big Booty Judy clappin New Orleans, she from magnolia

She wanna come and ride and get on top of this sequoia

Brittany from Tennessee and Kimberly from Sicily

Nikki she from Philly, Tiffany from Germany

Momma Mia bitch, don’t let me (shit no masterpiece)?

If you think she sweet, wanna get popped, Laila Ali

[Hook – Quavo:]

I know a bitch go to work when I say so

I know a bitch on go when I say go

I know a bitch go to work when I say so

I know a bitch on go when I say GO!

I know a bitch count the cash real fast though

I know a bitch go to work when I say so

I know a bitch on point with the cash flow

I know a bitch on go when I say GO!