[Intro: Quavo]
(Zaytoven)
Uh
Ayy
3 way
3 way
3 way
Migo
3 way
Quavo
[Verse 1: Quavo & Offset]
I'm attached to the stacks, still having big straps (Ayy)
Phone tap running laps, cross the map hot trap (Uh)
Fifty thousand on craps, plug got that baby powder (Brrr)
These niggas out here sour, 80k, perform for a hour
Should've played for the Dolphins, should've played for the Saints (Whoo)
Niggas saying it's a drought, Takeoff still havin' pints (Ayy)
Still playing with that oil, still playing with that dope (Brrr)
Might catch me on the Nawf, still chopping it up with Bo (Bo)
I got bitches out in Florida, havin' bitches out in Georgia (Georgia)
New bitch hit my phone (Whoo), said she wanna give me dome (Brrt)
Cuttin' 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 'Cho
Yeah my niggas having sticks, mama didn't raise a bitch
Now your bitch always call my phone for motherfuckin' snow
Today I just met the plug, put him in the figure four (Coca)
Old Quavo might just pull up and just kick a door, nigga (Boom)
Free my nigga Westside, got five to the door, nigga (West)
Free my nigga Kobe, got fifteen to the net
Now I got some hired shooters with the coolants on the TEC's
I don't mean no disrespect, but I came for the checks (Yeah)
They free'd the savage 'Set ('Set)
Concerts in Quebec (Yeah)
Put her on the grits (Yeah)
Young nigga hittin' them licks (Yeah)
No Label 3 (Uh), independent signed for bricks (Hey, bricks)
[Verse 2: Offset]
(Huh-huh) Jumped off the porch porch
(Huh-huh) Picked up the fork
(Huh-huh) Stay with the torch (Baow, graow)
(Huh) We did this shit from the Nawf (Nawf)
(Huh) Niggas be thinkin I'm actin' tough (Actin' up)
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 (Uh)
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Getting that pot do an uppercut (Uh)
Get in that pussy like cootie cutters (Of)
Get you some money then live it up (Cash)
Pull out that stick he start hiccing up (Huh)
You see the ski start bitching up (Bitch)
Stand on the stage and pipe it up (Pipe it up)
Fucking your hoe while you wife her up (Hey)
I got the birds like Mighty Duck (Brrt)
Swerve on the curb in the Bentley truck (Skrt)
Fuck what you talking we pulling up (Fuck it)
Your face on the ground nigga pick it up (Pick it up)
No Label (Huh-huh)
No Label (Huh-huh)
No Label (Nah)
I'm getting my own paper (Cash)
I get your bitch and slay her (Raow)
I'm the president I'm not the mayor (Huh)
Diamonds got my body cold I got on bout four layers
I need a bitch that look like Draya, catching bricks off in the mail (Brick)
Nudie jeans, ice creams from Pharrell, I'm a player (Player)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Came in the game (Ayy), knock at the door
Nobody answered had to do a kick door (Boom)
My niggas they on the same shit (Same)
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 (Nawf)
And they been hating on me since I was a lil' boy, tell me something I don't know (Know)
It's been a long road (Long)
I put in work, but no cheat code (No)
Pen on paper like kinko
Never look back and won't sell my soul (Never look back)
Real niggas never fold (Nah)
Say you a hundred but you told (huh)
It's hot outside it ain't cold
Nigga seen the Draco and froze (Pussy)
Nigga acting bold I'm a fuck around and wipe the pussy nigga nose (Wipe)
Strip a nigga out his clothes (Strip)
Don't like it then pay what you owe
Bigger backend at the shows (Backend)
Spanish plug, telemundo (Spanish flow)
I got the Act in the bag right now (Act')
But I won't send you a four (Nah)
Dope dressed up in saran it look like the pope (Pope)
And good smoke from the gas bags, it'll make you choke
If you pour up, smoke or snort coke, That what float your boat (Boat)
This No Label, not uno, not dos, come from the goats (Takeoff)
