[Intro: Quavo]
Ayy, ayy
Yeah, ayy
Migo
(M-M-M-Murda)
Whoo
[Chorus: Quavo]
I put my hoe on a mission, I put my hoe on a mission (Hoe on a mission)
I put my hoe on a mission, I put my hoe on a mission (Back in business)
Fifty thousand on me (Back in business)
I got a thousand homies
When you throwing up your squad, you better ride on it (Uh), yeah (Oh)
Yeah, we at the top like we just climbed some stairs (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, we on the block, tryna get out of here (Ayy, ayy)
The streets only gon' love you if you keep it real (One hundred, one hundred, ayy)
That just how a young rich nigga feel
[Verse 1: Quavo]
I know that a nigga can't stand it (No)
I know that a nigga can't stand it (Nah)
I know that a nigga can't stand it (No)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Uh)
Put a hoe on a mission named Brandy
I feel like I'm balling with Kansas
And I bought her some hair called Remy
I'm liking my hoe with extensions
I bought her Céline, she ain't want it (No)
She rather go get her some chonies (Money)
She don't fuck with no bitches that's phony (No)
She rather walk around lonely (She lonely)
She telling her best friend (Huh?), how I just piped her down (Smash)
Now her and her best friend (Friend), we having a threesome now (Oh)
She was with me when I had all these pounds (Pounds)
She was with me when I kicked all these doors (Uh)
She was with me when I was on the Nawf (Nawf)
She was with me when I was on the Nawf (Nawfside)
She ready go out and rob for me (Rob for me)
She ready go take a charge for me (Charge for me)
Put her on missions across the country
2016 Clyde and Bonnie (Uh)
[Chorus: Quavo]
I put my hoe on a mission, I put my hoe on a mission (Hoe on a mission)
I put my hoe on a mission, I put my hoe on a mission (Back in business)
Fifty thousand on me (Back in business)
I got a thousand homies
When you throwing up your squad, you better ride on it (Uh), yeah (Oh)
Yeah, we at the top like we just climbed some stairs (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, we on the block, tryna get out of here (Ayy, ayy)
The streets only gon' love you if you keep it real (One hundred, one hundred, ayy)
That just how a young rich nigga feel
[Verse 2: Offset]
I put my hoe on a mission, she got to play her position (Play her role)
I got a thousand niggas, stay with some ammunition (They on go)
They got revolvers on 'em (Grrah)
They got some rifles on 'em (G-G-G-Grrah)
They do anything for them chonies (Chonies)
And I'ma put prices on you (Prices, prices)
I got some racks in my sofa (Racks), I put the codeine in my soda (Drank)
Pulling her hair while I fuck her and choke her (Smash)
Hit her one time, girl you know that shit over (It's over)
Drinkin' Activ', me and Takeoff gon' toast it (We toast it)
Ain't got no time for no playin', no jokin' (No time)
I'm tryna get money, I gotta stay focused (Money)
Putting these plays in motion (Plays)
Put me in the game and I'm gonna score (Score, score)
Gotta get money, more money, more more (Gotta get it)
Ain't got no time to be chasin' no whore (No)
They come and they go and I can't put 'em on (Go)
All of my niggas directing my army (Go)
I put 'em on missions, go pick up your gun (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
Ain't got no job but they still getting paid (No)
Them boys they gon' play with that dick on AK (Grrah)
[Chorus: Quavo & Takeoff]
I put my hoe on a mission, I put my hoe on a mission (Hoe on a mission)
I put my hoe on a mission, I put my hoe on a mission (Back in business)
Fifty thousand on me (Back in business)
I got a thousand homies
When you throwing up your squad, you better ride on it (Uh), yeah (Oh)
Yeah, we at the top like we just climbed some stairs (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, we on the block, tryna get out of here (Ayy, ayy)
The streets only gon' love you if you keep it real (One hundred, one hundred, ayy)
That just how a young rich nigga feel (Take-Take-Takeoff)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
My niggas been keeping it real (Real)
Nigga been having dab, that's before the deal
Takeoff, I been worth an M&M (M&M)
My mansion look like a galleria (Woah)
Shitting on niggas, got diarrhea (Ugh)
Lil' bitty bitch with a large rear (Bitch)
Warning signs 'cause my dogs here (Grr)
Not from the Nawf, you don't belong here (Nawf)
It's only one god I can fear (Fear)
Wake up and I look in the mirror
Went and paid ten a piece just for my ear (Ten)
Livin' the dream, Yung Rich Nation the gear
All of my niggas been here from the start, when I thought that nobody would never be here (Never)
Ain't talking bout Visine, I see this shit clear (Clear)
Grandma ain't here, so I shedded some tears (Momma)
Bitches tryna get up under you for a mil, got your own partners tryna kill (Grrah)
Tryna steal, nigga, is you for real? (Huh?)
Fuck around and get your cap pealed (B-Bow)
Some of my niggas in the bando still, making money off of vacuum seals
I take your main bitch, make a film
When I get through, I'ma pop a seal (Activis)
[Chorus: Quavo]
I put my hoe on a mission, I put my hoe on a mission (Hoe on a mission)
I put my hoe on a mission, I put my hoe on a mission (Back in business)
Fifty thousand on me (Back in business)
I got a thousand homies
When you throwing up your squad, you better ride on it (Uh), yeah (Oh)
Yeah, we at the top like we just climbed some stairs (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, we on the block, tryna get out of here (Ayy, ayy)
The streets only gon' love you if you keep it real (One hundred, one hundred, ayy)
That just how a young rich nigga feel
