- Migos working A fool 歌詞
- Migos
- [Intro: Quavo]
Swerve with the goons (Swerve), big stepper just came from the moon (Step, moon)
Im smokin a real one (Static is real), Im workin a fool (Workin a fool )
Im grippin my tool (Grippin) right when I dropped out of school (Fire)
And my dawg gon shoot (Pop-pow) in his head hang tight with the screws
[Verse 1: Offset ]
I watch [?] spit out the coupe (Spit out)
Patek the face cause I didnt want the Muller (Im good)
Stand in the trap, movin bows like Im Luda (Bows)
[?] had the coupe when I call it the Buddha (Buddha)
This a Glock with a thirty (Pow-pow)
Seventeen, a nigga got locked up for burglary (For burglary)
Pull out the mop in this ho (Hey)
Get the Maybach and lay back and close all the curtains (Lay back)
Walk in thе room, I could tell she was thirsty (I could tell)
**** on thе Perc and get numb by the burger (Ooh)
You catch a [?], dont play with my brothers (Pow)
Not with these knuckles, my chop upper-cut ya
Knew they were hatin, we make all the butter (I knew it)
We from the vague and we spank em with cutters
Hit a lil [?] and say shit on my mama (On my mama)
Came on the jet, this a UFO shuttle
How could I switch on my gang like a *****?
These the same brothers that gave me a fit
Kick down the door and I made it legit
Gotta stay down cause I ride with a stick
I am too rich to be caught in the mix
Forgi lift it, baby, blow em a kiss
Put on a fit, copy my drip
Thirty-round clip, Glock with the twitch
[Chorus: Quavo]
Ride with that chop (Ride), got racks in my bag, movin this shit, aint packin no bags (Move)
We rich, go back in your stash (Zoo), she thick, we smackin her ass
Talkin that shit, spin em like tabs (Spin), all of these stones could never be glass
I [?] coupe crash the dash (Skrrt), a new paper tag, not goin out sad, yeah
Swerve with the goons (Swerve), big stepper just came from the moon (Step, moon)
Im smokin a real one (Static is real), Im workin a fool (Workin a fool)
Im grippin my tool (Grippin) right when I dropped out of school (Fire)
And my dawg gon shoot (Pop -pow) in his head hang tight with the screws
[Verse 2: Quavo]
Huncho, tighten up (Tighten up)
Steppin out, niggas be bitin us (Bitin)
Trappin on the Can-Am Rykers (Trappin)
Your ***** OnlyFans gon swipe up (Swipe)
Young nigga gettin em one time (Gettin em)
Toss em a dime for the frontline (Ten)
Them niggas killing about mine (Blaow)
Like Claude and Ray, cross the gumline (Uh)
Nigga get packed up for cappin out (Pop em out)
Nigga pulled up with the straps out ( Strap out)
Where the white flag go and tap out (Tappin out)
Its a bando, not a crackhouse (Bando)
Niggas be gooked out, phoned out (Groupie)
Nigga aint connected , he lacked out (Zoo)
Im well-respected, throw your pass out (Go)
Niggas they love me, theyll crash out (Uh)
We from the Northside (North)
Niggas aint ever been small fries (No)
We on a jet, we be sky high (Jet)
Run up the check got me so tired (Check)
Where the respect? Cause I want mine (Respect)
Young nigga hungry, he gon grime (Grime)
He got the fire in both eyes (Eyes)
What you gon do with them dollar signs? (What you gon do?)
[Chorus: Quavo]
Ride with that chop (Ride), got racks in my bag, movin this shit, aint packin no bags (Move)
We rich, go back in your stash (Zoo), she thick, we smackin her ass
Talkin that shit, spin em like tabs (Spin) , all of these stones could never be glass
I [?] coupe crash the dash (Skrrt), a new paper tag, not goin out sad, yeah
Swerve with the goons (Swerve), big stepper just came from the moon (Step, moon)
Im smokin a real one (Static is real), Im workin a fool (Workin a fool)
Im grippin my tool (Grippin) right when I dropped out of school (Fire )
And my dawg gon shoot (Pop-pow) in his head hang tight with the screws (Takeoff)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
My dawg gon shoot, called me and told me to turn on the news (Watch it)
When he get to drop, your pops see red, I pay him in blues (Cash)
I send my jewels, I been at the go, you pity the fool (Pity the fool )
He told, he went in the road, get put on a plate, he food (Food)
We live by the code, aint breakin the rules
This codeineI sip get abused (Drank)
Perkys and Xanax a whole nother planet
You cant walk a mile in my shoes (Nah)
Know we do damage with hammers and cannons (Brr)
Hop out the coupe and they run and they panic (Run)
These niggas *****es, they need to wear panties (Bet)
Runnin they panties, we uppin the [?] (Up)
Too much money, cant manage
We the ones gettin all the money, cant stand it (Cant stand it)
I remember trappin out Cambridge
Now I put the rolls in a big boy mansion (Mansion)
Think cause I bought her some candy
Got that lil ho thinkin that Im romantic (Romantic)
They dont know the answers (Nah)
They actin like we aint the [?] (Go)
[Chorus: Quavo]
Ride with that chop (Ride), got racks in my bag, movin this shit, aint packin no bags (Move)
We rich, go back in your stash (Zoo), she thick, we smackin her ass
Talkin that shit, spin em like tabs (Spin), all of these stones could never be glass
I [?] coupe crash the dash (Skrrt), a new paper tag, not goin out sad, yeah
Swerve with the goons (Swerve), big stepper just came from the moon (Step, moon)
Im smokin a real one (Static is real), Im workin a fool (Workin a fool)
Im grippin my tool (Grippin) right when I dropped out of school (Fire)
And my dawg gon shoot (Pop-pow) in his head hang tight with the screws
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