Migos - Flooded

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Flooded | Lyrics |

***
EarlThePearl...
Hey...

***Offset***
I'm flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded (flood)
Bust down my neck, this shit custom (bust down)
I bust down your b*tch with my brother (smash)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, clarity, diamond like nuggets (clarity)
Pull up on niggas like Huggies (pull up)
Don't f*ck with the lame 'cause it dirty...
I'm flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded (flood)
Bust down my neck, this shit custom (bust down)
I bust down your b*tch with my brother (smash)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, clarity, diamond like nuggets (woo, woo, woo, woo)
Pull up on niggas like Huggies...
Don't f*ck with the lame 'cause he dirty (hey)

***Offset***
Swim in that water like Phelps...
Too many chains on my neck I got welts...
Run up them racks, do my reps (racks)
I drop a four in a Welch (ooh)
She on my dick for my wealth (ooh)
Shooters they move in stealth (shh)
Shh, quiet as kept (quiet)
We with the Patek (brrr)
Glacier, glacier, glacier (ice)
Vanilla wafer this not the fugazy (ice)
Glacier, froze, taser...
Put this stick in his mouth, give him a facial (brrr)
Five mil', what it's worth on appraisal (millions)
Rockabye baby (rockabye), you traitor...
Give feds to the sharks and the gators (gators)
That's what you get, you fugazy (fugazy)
A forehead sit on my naval, I put a hole and hand me a bagel...
Spin in that pot like a tornado (tornado), El Gato keep it like a gato (brrr, brrr)
Birds in the bando, we send him that claco...
Shoot a f*ck nigga with Sigs, 'cause I don't shoot accurate when I shoot Draco's (nope)
Stuffin' a brick in the inner tube, yeah I got me a plug in Maaco (shh)
I keep a quarter mil' stashed in the bed, they give my b*tch a new makeover (makeover)
Keep my feet up in the mattress like favor, tuckin' my shirt in, I tell that b*tch, "Hey hoe" (hey)
I turn my b*tch to a JLo (JLo), they know, they know, they know (hey)

***Offset***
I'm flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded (flood)
Bust down my neck, this shit custom (bust down)
I bust down your b*tch with my brother (smash)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, clarity diamond like nuggets (clarity)
Pull up on niggas like Huggies (pull up)
Don't f*ck with the lame 'cause he dirty...
I'm flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded (flood)
Bust down my neck, this shit custom (bust down)
I bust down your b*tch with my brother (smash)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, clarity diamond like nuggets (clarity)
Pull up on niggas like Huggies (brrt)
Don't f*ck with the lame 'cause he dirty...

***Quavo***
Huncho
Don't f*ck with no lames nigga (no lames)
Get in your lane, nigga (skrr)
Flooded my chain, nigga (flood)
Then I Huncho the Range nigga (flood, flood)
All of a sudden, sudden, sudden, sudden, sudden, sudden, sudden...
These niggas mean muggin', muggin', muggin', muggin', muggin', muggin' (niggas mean muggin')
Trappers start gunnin', drummin', drummin'
Niggas start runnin', runnin' (niggas be runnin')
Your b*tch keep comin', comin', comin'
'Cause she like money, money (splash)
And trap me a bomb (bomb)
My coupe too fast like Sonic (Sonic)
I put a bag on her arm (arm)
Then I take her on a trip across the country
Silencer shoot like a troop (pew)
Shoot like I play for the Duke (shoot)
Givin' my hitman a boot (shoot)
Come back and thumb through the loop (go)
Don't f*ck with that b*tch, Betty Boop (b*tch)
She finesse you and f*ck up the coupe (jug)
You know what to do, let up the rounds, make it run bullets and call it the -

***Offset***
I'm flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded (flood)
Bust down my neck, this shit custom (bust down)
I bust down your b*tch with my brother (smash)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, clarity diamond like nuggets...
Pull up on niggas like Huggies...
Don't f*ck with the lame 'cause he dirty...
I'm flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded (flood)
Bust down my neck, this shit custom (bust down)
I bust down your b*tch with my brother (smash)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, clarity diamond like nuggets (clarity)
Pull up on niggas like Huggies...
Don't f*ck with the lame 'cause he dirty...

***Takeoff***
Can't f*ck with the lame 'cause he dirty (dirty)
I can not kick it like rugby (kick it)
I got the socket so plug me (plug me)
Solitaire, chicken McNuggets (solitaire)
Makin' that pie in the oven (makin' that)
Superbad, call me McLovin' (Superbad)
Ain't budgin', I f*ck up the budget (big budget)
And I keep the hammer, "Can't Touch This" (brrrp)
Come to my trap and go grocery shoppin', nigga broke out with the buggies (buggies)
A gnat, or more like a fly that be buzzin' (gnat), that's how your b*tch, she be buggin' (buzzz)
Attach to me like the shirt on my back, she keep tellin' me she love me (love)
The rats on me put a ten on your hat, might drown in this water I'm flooded (hey)

***Offset***
I'm flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded (flood)
Bust down my neck, this shit custom (bust down)
I bust down your b*tch with my brother (smash)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, clarity diamond like nuggets...
Pull up on niggas like Huggies...
Don't f*ck with the lame 'cause he dirty...
I'm flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded, flooded (flood)
Bust down my neck, this shit custom (bust down)
I bust down your b*tch with my brother (smash)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, clarity diamond like nuggets (clarity)
Pull up on niggas like Huggies...
Don't f*ck with the lame 'cause he dirty...

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Flooded | Lyrics |

Penyanyi: Migos
Judul Lagu: Flooded
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018

Migos - Crown the Kings

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Crown the Kings | Lyrics |

***Quavo***
F*ck it, crown the king...
You dig?
You know know what I mean?
F*ck it, crown the king...
Been truffle for the queen...
G.I.A, my rings...
G.I. Joe, my team...
F*ck what you mean...
F*ck what you mean...
Talking too cheap...
Like money and green...

***Quavo***
Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em...
Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em...
Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em...
Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em...
Nigga might think you FED's the way you snap pictures...

***Quavo***
Shawty look like she serve the way she ride with niggas...
Get what you earn when you serve with pistols...
Trigger, finger, itching, itching RIP to Pistol Pete...
She hit that line, London Fletcher...
Fish bowl, wrist swimming on the fish...
Catch a Babe Ruth, the bat...
I batted the bat...
Two hoes attached, call them Siamese cats (Siamese twins)
I do all stunts, I kick like a football punt...
You wanna talk loans? I made three mil this month...
You wanna talk keys? The white with the black wrap looking like nuns...
You wanna talk thieves? One side got it coming in, none...

***Quavo***
F*ck it, crown the kings...
We're living the dream...
Crown the kings...
Living the dream...

***Quavo***
Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em...
Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em...
Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em...
Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em...
Nigga might think you FED's the way you snap pictures...

***Offset***
Drown the ice with medicine...
Drown your b*tch with the skeleton...
I'm on the stove cooking elements...
The skies the limit, I'm heaven-sent...
Dripping the flies, a pelican...
Buy my a zoo, I got elephants...
They saucy, these niggas not relevant...
They copy the bros and it's evident...
Riding in the red Wraith, row your boat...
My soul devoted...
Bank loans are loaded...
Cash out, no notice...
Rolls Royce came with a chauffeur...
Stick in the couch and the sofa...
Five Karat in my ear, it's bolted...
Hand me the fine smoke...
Me and my b*tches like B and Hova...
Go do a show in the 'Sota...
Stash the 100's they mowed up...
F*ck on your b*tch til' she throw up...
Stick to the code, don't fold up...
Boujee b*tch, her nose up...
Smashing the thot, do I toe-tap...
Hundred round drums, cold cuts...

***Quavo***
F*ck it, crown the kings...
We're living the dream...
Crown the kings...
Living the dream...

***Quavo***
Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em...
Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you sell 'em...
Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em...
Nigga might think we UPS the way we mail 'em...

***Takeoff***
I got every drug that start with a letter...
Chickens is tender...
With her she said I'm "like Souja Boy the way you tell 'em...
Breakin' and enter...
Free all my nigga locked up in the cell, no cellular...
I'm special, but first I was regular...
For the the feds, I free my nigga, federal...
Couple cameras and some decimals...
I'ma feed 'em to the animals...
I let 'em play in the back with them loudly...
Ti'l he run out of the stamina...
I told him "he stealing" he told me I'm lying...
I told him I got him on camera...
Act like I wanna make millions with ya...
Just to get hit and your manager...

***Quavo***
F*ck it, crown the kings...
Crown the kings...
F*ck it, crown the kings...

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Crown the Kings | Lyrics |

Penyanyi: Migos
Judul Lagu: Crown the Kings
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018

Migos - White Sand (Feat. Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott)

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - White Sand (Feat. Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott) | Lyrics |

***Travis Scott & Ty Dolla $ign***
Yeah, white color sand (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah (yeah)
Lost it again, yeah (it's lit), ghost, Danny Phantom (oh yeah)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)

***Ty Dolla $ign & Big Sean***
Coupe outside (outside), she say let me ride...
Bust down Rollie with the ice (ice)
Ride 'round the city with a pipe...
Wrist frozen (frozen)
Blessed, I guess I'm chosen (chosen)
Hit a lightskin from Oakland...
In my old school sideshow...
Supersport (oh yeah)
Crash the Porsche (oh yeah)
I was gettin' head (woah)
She was killin' it (woah)
Caught an Uber to the dealership (swerve swerve swerve swerve)
Cash out on some new shit (woah, look)

***Big Sean***
B*tch, I surround myself with all this loyalty...
Swear to God I'm the one, my girl just might propose to me (I swear)
A clique full of CEO's (O's), none of us got a degree (no, no)
Made it from the underground, now they back tryna bury me (bury me)
I lean, I sway (woah), with Quay (woah), and Take (God)
I give and hardly take, you level up, I levitate...
B*tch you a culture (what?), vulture (woah), poser (woah)
Hungry for exposure, I'm with my Migos soldiers, gone...

***Travis Scott & Quavo***
White color sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah...
Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah)
Coupe got wings (coupe got)
Posted up with kings (coupe got wings)
On the top like toupee (on top)
Play no games, no 2K (no 2K)
Crap game in the booth flame (crap)
Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt)

***Offset***
Pull up the curtains to the Mulsane (hey)
Pavé my set and clip Blu-ray (pavé)
Run to the bag like Hussein (bag)
When I lay my head down, got two K's (baow)
Ferrari in Miami Beach (Ferrrari)
I paid one twenty for rose Philippe (Philippe)
I took her soul for keeps, yeah (soul)
Back to back Rolls like Meech (Meech)
I check my balance, the cash I'ma double up (bag)
P-90, two-three with the monkey nuts (brrt)
When I look at my wrist it's a hockey puck (woo)
When I get with a b*
tch I'ma pipe her up (hey)
Pour that lean on that ice (lean)
Leaving my dreams covered in ice (dream)
Wedding band rings, ain't no wife...
Tryna get the demons out of my sight (woo)

***Takeoff***
Nigga we ain't hiding we straight (nope)
I'm talking big plate with that steak (steak)
Niggas be watchin' out 'cause they scoping (watchin')
Geeked off of Adderall, they all focused (acid)
Sipping on Tylenol, having codeine withdrawls
A nigga must got to be joking (joking)
Don't want the pack, it ain't potent (uh)
Look at wrist, water came from the ocean (ice)
I'm laughing, never lacking (no)
Everlasting, flipping work like gymnastics (flippin' it)
Wrapping it up in the plastic (wrappin' it)
Smoking it up in the ashes (ashes)
Looking and watching which ass is gon' be the fattest (asses)
I pick the b*tch up and smash it...
2018 we don't pass, we trash it...

***Travis Scott & Quavo***
Yeah, white color sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah...
Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah)
Coupe got wings (coupe got)
Posted up with kings (coupe got wings)
On the top like toupee (on top)
Play no games, no 2K (no 2K)
Crap game in the booth flame (crap)
Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt)

| Lirik Lagu | Migos Feat. Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott - White Sand | Lyrics |

Penyanyi: Migos, Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott
Judul Lagu: White Sand
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018

Big Sean - White Sand (Feat. Migos, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott)

| Lirik Lagu | Big Sean - White Sand (Feat. Migos, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott) | Lyrics |

***Travis Scott & Ty Dolla $ign***
Yeah, white color sand (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah (yeah)
Lost it again, yeah (it's lit), ghost, Danny Phantom (oh yeah)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)

***Ty Dolla $ign & Big Sean***
Coupe outside (outside), she say let me ride...
Bust down Rollie with the ice (ice)
Ride 'round the city with a pipe...
Wrist frozen (frozen)
Blessed, I guess I'm chosen (chosen)
Hit a lightskin from Oakland...
In my old school sideshow...
Supersport (oh yeah)
Crash the Porsche (oh yeah)
I was gettin' head (woah)
She was killin' it (woah)
Caught an Uber to the dealership (swerve swerve swerve swerve)
Cash out on some new shit (woah, look)

***Big Sean***
B*tch, I surround myself with all this loyalty...
Swear to God I'm the one, my girl just might propose to me (I swear)
A clique full of CEO's (O's), none of us got a degree (no, no)
Made it from the underground, now they back tryna bury me (bury me)
I lean, I sway (woah), with Quay (woah), and Take (God)
I give and hardly take, you level up, I levitate...
B*tch you a culture (what?), vulture (woah), poser (woah)
Hungry for exposure, I'm with my Migos soldiers, gone...

***Travis Scott & Quavo***
White color sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah...
Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah)
Coupe got wings (coupe got)
Posted up with kings (coupe got wings)
On the top like toupee (on top)
Play no games, no 2K (no 2K)
Crap game in the booth flame (crap)
Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt)

***Offset***
Pull up the curtains to the Mulsane (hey)
Pavé my set and clip Blu-ray (pavé)
Run to the bag like Hussein (bag)
When I lay my head down, got two K's (baow)
Ferrari in Miami Beach (Ferrrari)
I paid one twenty for rose Philippe (Philippe)
I took her soul for keeps, yeah (soul)
Back to back Rolls like Meech (Meech)
I check my balance, the cash I'ma double up (bag)
P-90, two-three with the monkey nuts (brrt)
When I look at my wrist it's a hockey puck (woo)
When I get with a b*
tch I'ma pipe her up (hey)
Pour that lean on that ice (lean)
Leaving my dreams covered in ice (dream)
Wedding band rings, ain't no wife...
Tryna get the demons out of my sight (woo)

***Takeoff***
Nigga we ain't hiding we straight (nope)
I'm talking big plate with that steak (steak)
Niggas be watchin' out 'cause they scoping (watchin')
Geeked off of Adderall, they all focused (acid)
Sipping on Tylenol, having codeine withdrawls
A nigga must got to be joking (joking)
Don't want the pack, it ain't potent (uh)
Look at wrist, water came from the ocean (ice)
I'm laughing, never lacking (no)
Everlasting, flipping work like gymnastics (flippin' it)
Wrapping it up in the plastic (wrappin' it)
Smoking it up in the ashes (ashes)
Looking and watching which ass is gon' be the fattest (asses)
I pick the b*tch up and smash it...
2018 we don't pass, we trash it...

***Travis Scott & Quavo***
Yeah, white color sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah...
Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah)
Coupe got wings (coupe got)
Posted up with kings (coupe got wings)
On the top like toupee (on top)
Play no games, no 2K (no 2K)
Crap game in the booth flame (crap)
Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt)

| Lirik Lagu | Migos Feat. Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott - White Sand | Lyrics |

Penyanyi: Migos, Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott
Judul Lagu: White Sand
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018

Ty Dolla $ign - White Sand (Feat. Migos, Big Sean & Travis Scott)

| Lirik Lagu | Ty Dolla $ign - White Sand (Feat. Migos, Big Sean & Travis Scott) | Lyrics |

***Travis Scott & Ty Dolla $ign***
Yeah, white color sand (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah (yeah)
Lost it again, yeah (it's lit), ghost, Danny Phantom (oh yeah)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)

***Ty Dolla $ign & Big Sean***
Coupe outside (outside), she say let me ride...
Bust down Rollie with the ice (ice)
Ride 'round the city with a pipe...
Wrist frozen (frozen)
Blessed, I guess I'm chosen (chosen)
Hit a lightskin from Oakland...
In my old school sideshow...
Supersport (oh yeah)
Crash the Porsche (oh yeah)
I was gettin' head (woah)
She was killin' it (woah)
Caught an Uber to the dealership (swerve swerve swerve swerve)
Cash out on some new shit (woah, look)

***Big Sean***
B*tch, I surround myself with all this loyalty...
Swear to God I'm the one, my girl just might propose to me (I swear)
A clique full of CEO's (O's), none of us got a degree (no, no)
Made it from the underground, now they back tryna bury me (bury me)
I lean, I sway (woah), with Quay (woah), and Take (God)
I give and hardly take, you level up, I levitate...
B*tch you a culture (what?), vulture (woah), poser (woah)
Hungry for exposure, I'm with my Migos soldiers, gone...

***Travis Scott & Quavo***
White color sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah...
Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah)
Coupe got wings (coupe got)
Posted up with kings (coupe got wings)
On the top like toupee (on top)
Play no games, no 2K (no 2K)
Crap game in the booth flame (crap)
Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt)

***Offset***
Pull up the curtains to the Mulsane (hey)
Pavé my set and clip Blu-ray (pavé)
Run to the bag like Hussein (bag)
When I lay my head down, got two K's (baow)
Ferrari in Miami Beach (Ferrrari)
I paid one twenty for rose Philippe (Philippe)
I took her soul for keeps, yeah (soul)
Back to back Rolls like Meech (Meech)
I check my balance, the cash I'ma double up (bag)
P-90, two-three with the monkey nuts (brrt)
When I look at my wrist it's a hockey puck (woo)
When I get with a b*
tch I'ma pipe her up (hey)
Pour that lean on that ice (lean)
Leaving my dreams covered in ice (dream)
Wedding band rings, ain't no wife...
Tryna get the demons out of my sight (woo)

***Takeoff***
Nigga we ain't hiding we straight (nope)
I'm talking big plate with that steak (steak)
Niggas be watchin' out 'cause they scoping (watchin')
Geeked off of Adderall, they all focused (acid)
Sipping on Tylenol, having codeine withdrawls
A nigga must got to be joking (joking)
Don't want the pack, it ain't potent (uh)
Look at wrist, water came from the ocean (ice)
I'm laughing, never lacking (no)
Everlasting, flipping work like gymnastics (flippin' it)
Wrapping it up in the plastic (wrappin' it)
Smoking it up in the ashes (ashes)
Looking and watching which ass is gon' be the fattest (asses)
I pick the b*tch up and smash it...
2018 we don't pass, we trash it...

***Travis Scott & Quavo***
Yeah, white color sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah...
Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah)
Coupe got wings (coupe got)
Posted up with kings (coupe got wings)
On the top like toupee (on top)
Play no games, no 2K (no 2K)
Crap game in the booth flame (crap)
Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt)

| Lirik Lagu | Migos Feat. Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott - White Sand | Lyrics |

Penyanyi: Migos, Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott
Judul Lagu: White Sand
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018

Travis Scott - White Sand (Feat. Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Migos)

| Lirik Lagu | Travis Scott - White Sand (Feat. Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Migos) | Lyrics |

***Travis Scott & Ty Dolla $ign***
Yeah, white color sand (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah (yeah)
Lost it again, yeah (it's lit), ghost, Danny Phantom (oh yeah)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)

***Ty Dolla $ign & Big Sean***
Coupe outside (outside), she say let me ride...
Bust down Rollie with the ice (ice)
Ride 'round the city with a pipe...
Wrist frozen (frozen)
Blessed, I guess I'm chosen (chosen)
Hit a lightskin from Oakland...
In my old school sideshow...
Supersport (oh yeah)
Crash the Porsche (oh yeah)
I was gettin' head (woah)
She was killin' it (woah)
Caught an Uber to the dealership (swerve swerve swerve swerve)
Cash out on some new shit (woah, look)

***Big Sean***
B*tch, I surround myself with all this loyalty...
Swear to God I'm the one, my girl just might propose to me (I swear)
A clique full of CEO's (O's), none of us got a degree (no, no)
Made it from the underground, now they back tryna bury me (bury me)
I lean, I sway (woah), with Quay (woah), and Take (God)
I give and hardly take, you level up, I levitate...
B*tch you a culture (what?), vulture (woah), poser (woah)
Hungry for exposure, I'm with my Migos soldiers, gone...

***Travis Scott & Quavo***
White color sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah...
Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah)
Coupe got wings (coupe got)
Posted up with kings (coupe got wings)
On the top like toupee (on top)
Play no games, no 2K (no 2K)
Crap game in the booth flame (crap)
Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt)

***Offset***
Pull up the curtains to the Mulsane (hey)
Pavé my set and clip Blu-ray (pavé)
Run to the bag like Hussein (bag)
When I lay my head down, got two K's (baow)
Ferrari in Miami Beach (Ferrrari)
I paid one twenty for rose Philippe (Philippe)
I took her soul for keeps, yeah (soul)
Back to back Rolls like Meech (Meech)
I check my balance, the cash I'ma double up (bag)
P-90, two-three with the monkey nuts (brrt)
When I look at my wrist it's a hockey puck (woo)
When I get with a b*
tch I'ma pipe her up (hey)
Pour that lean on that ice (lean)
Leaving my dreams covered in ice (dream)
Wedding band rings, ain't no wife...
Tryna get the demons out of my sight (woo)

***Takeoff***
Nigga we ain't hiding we straight (nope)
I'm talking big plate with that steak (steak)
Niggas be watchin' out 'cause they scoping (watchin')
Geeked off of Adderall, they all focused (acid)
Sipping on Tylenol, having codeine withdrawls
A nigga must got to be joking (joking)
Don't want the pack, it ain't potent (uh)
Look at wrist, water came from the ocean (ice)
I'm laughing, never lacking (no)
Everlasting, flipping work like gymnastics (flippin' it)
Wrapping it up in the plastic (wrappin' it)
Smoking it up in the ashes (ashes)
Looking and watching which ass is gon' be the fattest (asses)
I pick the b*tch up and smash it...
2018 we don't pass, we trash it...

***Travis Scott & Quavo***
Yeah, white color sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah...
Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah...
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Drank color pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah)
Coupe got wings (coupe got)
Posted up with kings (coupe got wings)
On the top like toupee (on top)
Play no games, no 2K (no 2K)
Crap game in the booth flame (crap)
Pull out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt)

| Lirik Lagu | Migos Feat. Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott - White Sand | Lyrics |

Penyanyi: Migos, Big Sean, Ty Dolla $ign & Travis Scott
Judul Lagu: White Sand
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018

Migos - Gang Bang

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Gang Bang | Lyrics |

***Takeoff***
Would you, oooh?
Would you, oooh?

***Takeoff***
Hey, I know this might sound weird to say (to say)
But would you love me if I ran away? (Away)
I know you probably think I'm insane (insane)
Ain't nothin' change but the pocket change (pocket change)
I know they gotta feel my pain (feel it)
I make them birds Lauryn Hill sang (brr)
And everywhere I go they know my name (and what you claim)

***Takeoff & Quavo***
'Cause I be reppin' gang gang (gang gang)
Posted with the gang gang (gang gang)
Pull up wit' the gang gang (gang gang)
Suit up wit' the gang gang (gang gang)
I be reppin' gang gang (gang gang)
I shoot wit' the gang gang (gang gang)
Bang wit' the gang gang (gang gang)
Ride out wit' the gang gang (gang gang)
Always rep the gang gang...
Always rep the gang gang gang gang (gang)
Always rep the gang gang gang gang...
Whole lotta gang shit, gang gang gang (gang)
Whole lotta gang shit, (ayy) gang gang gang yeah...

***Takeoff & Quavo***
She froze up when that Ghost came (Ghost came)
Big body Rolls, it be hoggin' up both lanes(both lanes)
She lift her nose up when she want that cocaine (cocaine)
I lift my doors up, the Lambo, take propane (propane)
After my show we put hoes in the chokehold (chokehold)
At the door, we take cell phones, no photos...
Money comin' in, too much I can't hold, truckload...
I'm hot, I can't be trappin' in the streets, that want the plug fo'
And all I want is nachos (nachos)
And all I want is Huncho (Huncho)
Pulls strings like a banjo (banjo)
And the keys, a piano (piano)
Take me back to the back door (back door)
I can see my foot on a door knob...
Make it back to the gang, that's the whole job...
Chop it up and just talk about what we got...
Whatcha got? Whatcha got? Whatcha got?
Whippin' that Draco (cold, brr)
And she said she love me but that's somethin' we'll never know (never know)
Honestly, that's all I really wanna know (wanna know)
Ain't tryna waste my time, it's time to let you go (let you go)
And get back to that back end on the road...
I can't go out sad about a hoe (hell no)
Married to the money, I propose...

***Takeoff & Quavo***
Always rep the gang gang gang gang...
Suit up with the gang gang...
Always rep the gang gang gang gang...
I be reppin' gang gang...
Whole lotta gang shit gang gang gang...
Hit her with that gang gang...
Whole lotta gang shit gang gang gang...
Always reppin' gang gang...

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Gang Bang | Lyrics |

Penyanyi: Migos
Judul Lagu: Gang Bang
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018

Migos - Too Much Jewelry

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Too Much Jewelry | Lyrics |

***Takeoff***
Zaytoven...
What's up Zay?
Trap holla, Zay...
Silence since the first day...
Allow me to lead the way...

***Takeoff & Quavo***
I just spent a cool half a ticket on my jewelry (ice)
Clear white diamonds make your eyesight blurry (blurry)
Excuse me I have on too much jewelry (skrrt skrrt)
Never too much, never too much, so much...
I just cashed out on my neck, that's a house...
Head out, f*ck a spouse, we pop off, we ain't hearin' it (brrr)
So much ice, young nigga, he delirious...
Never too much jewelry, I'm serious (no)
Quarter ticket, half a ticket, once I get it, spend it (spend it)
Quarter ticket, half a ticket, I'm a walkin' chicken (brr)
Quarter ticket, half a ticket, this is not a gimmick (no)
Money comin' in, they think we the ones that print it...

***Takeoff***
Nah f'real, we the ones that print it...
We the ones that trend it, it's a slight few, ain't many...
Started it from the beginnin' (back then), they say money make 'em envy (envy)
My diamonds drawin' attention (look) and they wet like Willie (splash)
Pocket cheesesteak, Philly (cheese), b*tch bad and she with it (b*tch)
But I won't give her a penny (nah), tryna go to Pickadilly (where?)
Rose gold's got drillin', over the beautiful feelin' (beautiful)
I'ma let you get the b*tch (b*tch), but I'ma go get me some millions (M&M's)
I chose to give me some paper (chose to), that was my own decision (mine)
Speed racin' in that Lamborghini, I done f*cked around and blew the engine...
I pour an 8, on top of 8 I just poured, drank f*ckin' wit' my vision...
200K, count it before I do shows and f*ck your opinion (nigga, f*ck, opinion)
They told me I wouldn't make it, said I wouldn't amount to shit (shit)
Nigga smilin' in your face, really want you in a ditch...
Half a ticket on my neck, quarter ticket on my wrist...
That's that numer sharp mil' plain Jane like a b*tch...
They think that this shit is new, but we been really doing this...
Talkin' pointers but you don't get points and don't get no assists...
They say the ones that quiet be the ones that rich as bricks...
Wanna walk in my shoes, gotta take that risk (risk)

***Takeoff & Quavo***
I just spent a cool half a ticket on my jewelry (ice)
Clear white diamonds make your eyesight blurry (blurry)
Excuse me I have on too much jewelry (skrrt, skrrt)
Never too much, never too much, so much...
I just cashed out on my neck, that's a house...
Head out, f*ck a spouse, we pop off, we ain't hearin' it (brrr)
So much ice, young nigga, he delirious...
Never too much jewelry, I'm serious (no)
Quarter ticket, half a ticket, once I get it, spend it (spend it)
Quarter ticket, half a ticket, I'm a walkin' chicken (brr)
Quarter ticket, half a ticket, this is not a gimmick (no)
Money comin' in, they think we the ones that print it...

***Quavo***
This ain't even all my jewelry (jewelry)
Never too much jewelry (jewel)
This ain't even half my jewelry (never too much)
Never too much jewelry (yeah)

***Quavo***
Mike Dean, Zaytoven...
You know how we do it...
Too much ice...
Wassup, baby?
I see you b*tch over there, lookin' nigga (-kiss-)
Skeleton AP on my wrist, nigga...
Takeoff just bought eight plain Janes...
Haha, know you're mad, nigga...

***Takeoff & Quavo***
I just spent a cool half a ticket on my jewelry (ice)
Clear white diamonds make your eyesight blurry (blurry)
Excuse me I have on too much jewelry (skrrt, skrrt)
Never too much, never too much, so much...
I just cashed out on my neck, that's a house...
Head out, f*ck a spouse, we pop off, we ain't hearin' it (brrr)
So much ice, young nigga, he delirious...
Never too much jewelry, I'm serious...

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Too Much Jewelry | Lyrics |

Penyanyi: Migos
Judul Lagu: Too Much Jewelry
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018

Migos - Stir Fry

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Stir Fry | Lyrics |

***Quavo***
Woo, woo, woo, woo...
Woo, woo, woo, woo...

***Quavo***
Dance with my dogs in the nighttime (wroof)
Trap nigga with the chickens like Popeye's (Popeye's)
Money changin' colors like tie-dye (tie-dye)
I'm just tryna get it, I ain't tryna die (no)
She got a big ol' onion booty, make the world cry (cry)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
Hold them bands down (hey), hold your mans down (hey)
Who told you come around? (Who?), this that trap sound (trap)
Designer, clothes (clothes), fashion, shows (shows)
Trap, house (house), made of, gold (gold)
Control the bag now (control it) no need to brag now (no need)
Ayy, put the mask down (mask), we livin' fast now (fast)
Finest, hoes (finest), wrist, froze (froze)
We can, go (we can), coast to, coast (coast)

***Quavo***
Keep watchin' me whip up...
Still be real and famouuuuus, yeah...
Dance with my dogs in the nighttime (woo, woo, woo, wroof)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)

***Offset***
Offset!
Gon' whip it, intermission, let the birds fly (brrr)
I get money, tunnel vision through my third eye (money)
In that skillet, watch me flip it like it's Five Guys (flip it)
Look at my pilgrim, check out the ceilin', look at the blue sky (skrrt)
Icy Patek, check, yeah, boogers, they sit on my neck (ice)
I don't regret shit, yeah, I'm paid and I don't got a debt (hah)
You crawl 'fore you walk, you can ball every week...
For my dogs 'hind the wall, we gon' ball when you free (ball)
Stop watchin' me, democracy, you wanna copy me (you watchin')
Life's Monopoly, go cop me some land and some property (property)
AP, Rolls (Rolls), pink diamonds, whoa (whoa)
Whip up the soda, diamonds off the Royce (hey)

***Quavo***
Keep watchin' me whip up...
Still be real and famouuuuus, yeah...
Dance with my dogs in the nighttime (wroof)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (wroof)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)

***Takeoff***
In the kitchen, curry chicken, call it stir fry...
Takeoff, I'm the bird keeper, let the birds fly...
Why you tryna take my prize? You a dead guy...
Of course, I gotta keep a watch out through my bird eye...
No casket, drop dead fresh and I got dead guys...
Don't discriminate, ball players come in all sizes...
Finger roll, post move or the pick and roll...
They mad the way we win, they think we used a cheat code...
Why you keep lookin' at me?
I feel like niggas got static...
It must be the Patek...
Pockets blue cheese, I'm in the kitchen...

***Quavo***
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
Keep watchin' me whip up...
Still be real and famouuuuus, yeah...
Dance with my dogs in the nighttime (wroof)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (whip it)
In the kitchen, wrist twistin' like it's stir fry (wroof)

| Lirik Lagu | Migos - Stir Fry | Lyrics |

Penyanyi: Migos
Judul Lagu: Stir Fry
Album: Culture II
Rilis: 2018