Goin for Ten

[Intro: Quavo]

Migo

Woah

[Chorus: Quavo]

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter

I bought my bitch a new uber

I know my bitch is way cuter

I know my bitch is way cuter

All of my bitches way cuter

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

I'm goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

I'm goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

I'm goin' for ten, yeah

[Verse 1: Quavo]

Queen of the bees, Beyoncé

I got my bitch off a runway

You niggas talkin' 'bout gunplay

You don't really want a gunplay

Young nigga go get the rackades

Young nigga go get them rackades

You know what I'm sayin', we gon' get paid

You know what I'm sayin', 10 ways, yea

I drop out the chase

I jump out the Js

I trap out the Js, I serve 'em

Play with the K, way back in the day

Now my momma say I'm worrisome

These bitches work voodoo, these bitches work voodoo

I can't eat the plate what you do

I'm in the VIP, I'm smokin' on cookie, then somebody fart a doodoo

I hope he don't think that we fruitloop, I pull out the choppa and let loose

I'm hotter than zulu, fuckin' I'm feelin' like new-new

These niggas be squarer, these niggas be squarer

These niggas be squarer than SpongeBob (Squares)

I paid the extra, I paid the extra, put holes in 'em like SpongeBob

[Chorus: Quavo]

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter

I bought my bitch a new uber

I know my bitch is way cuter

I know my bitch is way cuter

All of my bitches way cuter

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

I'm goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

I'm goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

I'm goin' for ten, yeah

[Verse 2: Famous Dex]

A extra percent for my shooter

Pull up on yo block wit' the rulers

You run up on me, I'd do ya

My 40 on me, put the racks in medulla

My teachers said Dex, you a loser

Uh shut up bitch, you a loser

(That Bitch, don't know what the fuck you talkin' 'bout, I be gettin' money)

Uh yeah, uh Dexter

I swear to god I was just broke

A young nigga sellin' soap

Now a nigga sellin' shows

I'm ballin' out of fuckin' control

I was just kickin' in doors, everybody on the floor

Rap 'em up, where the dough, I need the money, Kurtis Blow'

A extra percent for my shooter

I don't beef on computers

I send my shooter, he'll do ya

Pull up to yo house, I ain't talkin' no uber

A extra percent for my shooter

A extra percent for my shooter

I swear ya boy feel loose

Shoutout to Nick Bhindi, I'm talkin' my jeweler, uh yeah

[Chorus: Quavo, Famous Dex & Rich The Kid]

Extra percent for my shooter (For real)

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter (Yeah, uh, what?)

I bought my bitch a new uber (Ya dig)

I know my bitch is way cuter (Uh, what?)

I know my bitch is way cuter (Uh yeah, Oh Man God Damn, yeah)

All of my bitches way cuter

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

I'm goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten (Uh yeah, for real)

I'm goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten (Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh what?)

I'm goin' for ten, yeah (Oh Man God Damn)

You know what I'm sayin'YRN

Rich Forever

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid]

Put 'em all in a uber

I fuck yo bitch make a movie

Extra percent for my shooter

He hit a lick on a jeweler

I met the plug in Bermuda

You ran up I'll pull out the Ruger

(Flex on 'em, you know what I'm sayin', big-big head like Jimmy Neutron, you know what I'm sayin', dat way!)

YRN, Rich Forever, we gettin' them millies together

My bitch a ten, walk with a .10, them niggas don't want to win

I need a pipe rim, rim, I break her back, make her bend

That's how we came in, boy you a fan, I had to jump for the benjamins

Real nigga walk wit' a bag, I fuck her, you bought a jag

Hop in the wraith, I got jetlag

Foreign she ride me like Sixflags

Diamonds they boxin' like Floyd

I had to run for them boys

I keep on thankin' the Lord

I just bought my shooter a Porsche

[Chorus: Quavo]

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter

Extra percent for my shooter

I bought my bitch a new uber

I know my bitch is way cuter

I know my bitch is way cuter

All of my bitches way cuter

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

I'm goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

I'm goin' for ten

Goin' for ten, goin' for ten, goin' for ten

I'm goin' for ten, yeah