Bars

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Migos - Rap, Southern Rap

Bars

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[Intro: Quavo] (Zaytoven) Yeah Migo Bars, bars, bars, 16 bars 16, 16 I don't know Yeah [Verse 1: Quavo] You take the deuce of that yellow then drink it (Drink) I be like, "Damn, boy!" what is you thinking? (Damn) When I hit Henn' bitch fuck it, I'm swinging (Woo!) Walk in the Nawf, you know that they banging (You know I got to pull up on the Nawfside one time Ayy!) Dope boy mentality, dope boy mentality Walk in the kitchen, I make a fatality (Finish him) I feel like Takeoff, yeah we moving to Canada Cause I still feel like people be after us (12!) I got the chopper don't challenge us (Grahh!) White girl, she geeked off of angel dust (White) Boy you sugar and spice, like a Powerpuff (Soft) Shoot a nigga like a catapult (Shoot him!) You tell me you broke; I don't give a fuck (Fuck yah) I fuck her one time and I'm sick of her (Smash!) Perform at the Fox, no Vivica (Ayy!) Get that pack out the box on the Rebook (Swoosh) When you get the dope and it's recooked (Remix) You talking about something that he took (Jugg) The first time you shot, it was off a little bit Then you came back and got rebooked (Damn) Twenty-four karat, all gold on my neck, you think I got it from Egypt (Woo!) If dabbing go for a contagious disease, you think that shit was the measles (Dab) Everything foreign, everything foreign, came a long way from that regal (Skrrt) I got the birds, like an eagle (Birds) Traded away, that's a Michael Vick eagle (Ayy) You just worry about yours (Yours) I'ma just worry about mine (For-real) Shout out to my nigga, Jerz (Jerz!) We used to trap nicks and dimes (Dimes) I don't drink, but I still buy pints (Drink) Hundred thousand cash make your hoe faint (Cash) Drugs and money is something we talk about all the time, but you can relate (Woo!) (Get em) Don't imitate, the dab I create (Naw) I'm in YRN clothing or in Bathing Ape (Woo) Niggas be saving up for a lifetime just to Get a new rollie and go out and skate (Woo!) Billionaire looking my way I'm on pace (Woo!) Feeling like Donald Trump back in the day (Woo!) Don't beef with no rapper it's a money race (Woo!) It won't be an issue if you come in first place (Uh) Give it to him in the worst way (Get em) Finesse the plug with a fade away (Set) I bought my diamonds from a Blu-Ray (Cash) I bought Versace shades from Ray (Ray Charles!) Put a 'tato on the K (Potato) It gon' be loud anyway (Grahh!) The Migos life, you think, a maze (Migos!) But really, my nigga, we straight (Straight) (We straight!) (Uh) (Aye!) [Verse 2: Takeoff] Takeoff! Nigga we straight, no one down to debate At the round table steak and a stack on my plate (Ayy!) I stack and pray and I stay out the way It's a good day today, I'ma pour me an eight Grab the act out the refrigerate Call up the plug, see what we gonna do today Hundred-round on me, don't speak or say "Hey" Nigga look in my way, you get shot in the face (Grahh!) Dab when I jump out the Wraith (Dab) When you talk on the telephone, watch what you say (Shh) They gave them one hundred in nickels and they closed the case (Hunnit) Got off the road, I threw half a mill in my safe Transactions on trap phone, so it ain't no trace (Nah) Don't come out the house, you can't make it back safe (Naw) Walk in with a knot; you know I'm cashing out Used to tell them folks "Put your shit on layaway," (What?) When it's the summer, the spring, or the fall, or the winter, my niggas they having pistols (Bow!) You pushing that rental, my niggas pull up on you with them Don't say nothing, Domingo gone get 'em After you get 'em, Domingo gon' split 'em Can't let these niggas fuck up my momentum These bitches is snake, trying to feed me that venom (No) I trap out the bando; the boards come on the windows (Bando) I remember, I can't afford a fender bender (Huh) Now I'm fucking bitches and I'm Malcolm in the Middle I see you toting that pistol, but you ain't gonna shoot it with 'em What the fuck is you doing, nigga, you might as well kill him (Grahh!) Niggas rapping and stealing the flow, but nigga I invented it (Aw man) You bitch want some boot, and I ain't talking about Timberland These bitches gold diggers, ain't gon' give 'em non' Gold on my pinky, so you know she digging that (Digging that) Plug in Arkansas; I call him a Razorback (Ayy!) Fuck what you talking about, I ain't hearing none of that (Ayy!) All them niggas stick 'em up for a 60-pack Chopper on 'em make a nigga do jumping jacks [Verse 3: Offset] I'm slanging tree, like I'm the lumberjack (Slang) Front me a brick, I'm running, I'm not coming back (Gone) My gas is the greatest, Muhammad Ali (Uh) Roll the backwood, it hit like a punching bag (Uh) Got the beam on the chopper, play laser tag (Grahh) Cooking up M&M, wait for the aftermath (M&M) My car is robotic, my wrist is robotic Hit the Glock and I cock it, you take a nap (Grahh) I'm a Nawfside lil' nigga, don't fuck with no nigga (Northside) On your cheese, they put you in a mousetrap (Trap) I can't remember the last time we had a drought Plug up in New York, them birds flying south We fuck these bitches and then swap 'em out (Smash) Chopper break all your bones diagnose you with gout (Ohh) Julio Jones, we running paper routes (Julio) John Wick in the cut deuce deuce in his crotch (John Wick) Don't be a fool, you get wet like a pool (Slash) Got a hot ass Uzi, cooling, keep that shit cool (Cool) In the court room represented by Jews (Jews) Hundred thousand, two hundred, working moves (Oh) When you got a pistol you go to advantage 'em (Bow bow) Ready for war, 'case a nigga get manage Niggas see Offset; they start to go panic (Huh?) They know I'm no bullshit; I'm ready to damage (Dang) I'm screaming out, "Fuck it," my cup is still muddy (Fuck it) Don't kick it with niggas; don't play "buddy buddy" (Naw) Pussy ass nigga, you soft, Teletubby (Pussy) Pulling up on you lil' babies, like Huggies (Pull Up) Spanish bitch in the kitchen, mamacita (Ma Ma) No panties on, she just got on a wife-beater (Huh) They say that the Migos better than the Beatles (Migo) We leaders, we pour an eight up in a liter (Mud) I came from the dirt; they call me the Grim Reaper (Dirt) It's cheaper to leave her; I leave her to beaver (Keep her) Dabbing on them Louboutins, like a zebra (Dab) Want to know anything about the bando, I'll teach you (Whatchu need?)

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