Mama We Made It

[Chorus: Quavo]

Put on a mask like Jason

Kicking your door and we raiding

My niggas came from the pavement

Talking that shit boy save it

You talking 'bout cookies, we baking

I fell in love with the faces

Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman

Screaming out mama we made it

[Verse 1: Quavo]

Young nigga came from the bottom

Young nigga go get the guala

Trap out a hotel Ramada

They calling me Quavo Mufasa

Open the trap like carcass

We knowing you niggas imposters

They liking the Piña colada

I remix it with a lil' powder

Hit a nigga with a chopper

It will take about forty-eight hours

No Courage, you niggas is cowards

He got the pack and my niggas surround him

The Chattahoochee where they found him

My niggas go get the bounty

We hold 'em up for ransom

If a nigga get hot, leave the county

Migos on top of the mountain

Listen up boy, it's a Migos announcement

I got the pigeons and falcons

Now I got the keys, I used to trap ounces

Came from the boards on the houses

Them niggas is telling I'm calling them mouses

Beat the pack like Ronda Rousey

Free Bobby Shmurda and free my boy Rowdy

I came from the pavement

Look at them niggas they mad that I made it

Look at their faces

'Cause I'm at the top can nobody replace it

I used to be robbing

Hang with the goons, my niggas were goblins

Trap out the apartments

Turning the North side into a lil' Harlem

[Chorus: Quavo]

Put on a mask like Jason

Kicking your door and we raiding

My niggas came from the pavement

Talking that shit boy save it

You talking 'bout cookies, we baking

I fell in love with the faces

Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman

Screaming out mama we made it

[Verse 2: Takeoff]

My niggas came from the pavement

So many chains like a slavery

Taking a trip to Croatia

Plug sent the pack be coming in from Haiti

Counting up these Benjamin faces

Young nigga, I got rich off of Caucasian

Migo my gang, ain't no trading

Fucking these bitches, they from different races

Rick Owens, they came with no laces

Cooking up dope and the junkies gonna taste it

Your bitch gave me brain, that's my favorite

Told that bitch watch her teeth 'cause she got braces

Remember me nigga, gon' envy me

People gon' hate on me, just 'cause I made it

Talk about me like we might be related

You need to sue your jewelry, Rollie outdated

Don't you twist your fingers if you ain't banging

I be in the bando with the dope boys slanging

Pouring up a soda, I leave it contaminated

All of my niggas that screaming out mama we made it

I know y'all niggas flexing for the check

Now one of them chains is yours around your neck

We start from the North side, screaming free Offset

I gave him a test, get a vest, and then get hit with the Tec

[Chorus: Quavo]

Put on a mask like Jason

Kicking your door and we raiding

My niggas came from the pavement

Talking that shit boy save it

You talking 'bout cookies, we baking

I fell in love with the faces

Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman

Screaming out mama we made it