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aint snakin nobody
You best be lacin up ya sneaker lil buddy, throw a rapper out like its a Snicker, lil buddy
Im passin out up off the liquor, still

come and go
Pick up them racks yeah on the floor
She up on me yeah she wanna blow
Gotta get off me im about to pour
I got a big lock on that, so you

like no fool
She love when I go deep in, Ion play it by the rules
I said don't lie to me lil bit just tell the truth
I might pull up, drop the top, I

them hoes up out the coffin
Got a big boy chain on my neck right now
You don't even wanna know what it cost me
Still drink on drink no
Still on that

Fight Night

Migos

No Label II

2014

my resume (Takeoff)
Talking crazy, I pull up andele
R.I.P to Nate Dogg, I had to regulate
Pocket rocket fire, watch him disintegrate
It's

till you jacking you with it
His money is short so his pockets on midget
I ball up the court without moving my pivot
You hitting her jack but she give

the pound yeah
I bring it in by the pound

I bring it in by the pound yeah
I bring it in outta town yeah
No I ain't playing around yeah
Lil boy gone get gun

of attention  you're a fukin diva
Get dat money lil shawty  Amber Rose ya teacher

Didn't Iggy feature Tyga tellem get dat cream
I'll be serving up a taste  hold

deserve a billion
I just watch her from afar and admire
Move like she already know that she fire
She pull up, she do it
She got it, she knew it
She poppin,

the back
My chains all up on her back
Top of the game where we at
Go outta town, get them packs
Flip that shit into stacks
I'm running this shit like it's

the griddy I feel like ja
I had to get it and flip it up out the jar
I'm tryna see them tommrow
High as fuck up in the air
I'm chillin' with the stars
TGO know

that 
Fantasizing how I’m bout to go and break lil mama back 
I call her up and ask you want some food when I slide
She say Ima eat that dick text me

cocky
You know that she nasty her head be so sloppy
Chop this bitch up boy it feels like Karate
Bitch I'm the goat got me feeling like Ali
I am Wan Gotti

Snipes and I ride

Raise up lil homies and Rep Where you from
Loco Snipes in a ride, Strapped With a Gun
Centro Side Certified, You don't Want none
Here in

(Wisuchee made)

One time for my muthafucka hustlers
Two times for my fam that's my love ones I
put it down this the muthafuckin come up

(Hook)
Yeah

mama
Wrap my buds up in that fronto, My hoes up in that Prada so
Now for my first trick, watch me make this work flip
Busting it down to clips,

shit
I want these bitch motherfuckers
To try to flip so I can fill up this clip
And stick the gun between they
Lips like a cigarette
And let 'em smoke

Ayo, let's dip I'm going to skate
Hit record on the tape, I'ma kick flip over this 8
Ay I'ma get it, only one take
Flick it slow, bet I'ma stick it

Turn me up in the morning I can't hurt myself like
Turn me up, I need to hurt myself, I'm gone
Ay, look, ay, look, uh, ay
Let it go, lil' mama, you

to do tick
And can still move a brick now we makin' it flip
And we goin' hard
Got twenty four hours and seven days
N**** we goin' hard
I'm tryna get paid

out my wrist
I just made another hit
I be rolling by the zip
Got my money doing flips
Turn a boss to my bitch
(Ah)
I wake up then I get faded
Fuck being

and flip the board
This a rat race, could fuck around and give a tour
It ain't bout my money bout that green
It's gon get ignored
Money count goin up and up

Tryna find the courage to flourish and murder this
It ain't buried in the dirt, but when I murder it, you already heard of this
Lil bitch coming in

passing me by
Imma take it a whole notha level
I can feel it they mad and they jealous
No I'm not feeling whatever you selling
I get these racks and go