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lirik lagu migos - bars

yeah
migos
bars, bars, bars, 16 bars
16, (laughs) 16
i don’t know

you take the deuce of that yellow then drink it
i be like, “d-mn, boy!” what is you thinking?
when i hit henn’ b-tch f-ck it, i’m swinging
walk in the nawf, you know that they banging
(you know i got to pull up on the nawfside one time)
dope boy mentality, dope boy mentality
walk in the kitchen, i make a fatality (finish him)
i feel like takeoff, yeah we moving to canada
cause i still feel like people be after us (12!)
i got the chopper don’t challenge us
white girl, she geeked off of angel dust
boy you sugar and spice, like a powerpuff
shoot a n-gg- like a catapult
you tell me you broke; i don’t give a f-ck
i f-ck her one time and i’m sick of her
perform at the fox, no vivica
get that pack out the box on the reebok
when you get the dope and it’s recooked
you talking about something that he took
the first time you shot, it was off a little bit
then you came back and got rebooked
twenty-four karat, all gold on my neck, you think i got it from egypt
if dabbing go for a contagious disease, you think that sh-t was the measles
everything foreign, everything foreign, came a long way from that regal
i got the birds, like an eagle
traded away, that’s a michael vick eagle
you just worry about yours
i’ma just worry about mine
shout out to my n-gg-, jerz
we used to trap nicks and dimes
i don’t drink, but i still buy pints
hundred thousand cash make your hoe faint
drugs and money is something we talk about all the time, but you can relate
don’t imitate, the dab i create
i’m in yrn clothing or in bathing ape
n-gg-s be saving up for a lifetime just to
get a new rollie and go out and skate
billionaire looking my way i’m on pace
feeling like donald trump back in the day
don’t beef with no rapper it’s a money race
it won’t be an issue if you come in first place
give it to him in the worst way
finesse the plug with a fade away
i bought my diamonds from a blu-ray
i bought versace shades from ray
put a ‘tato on the k
it gon’ be loud anyway
the migos life, you think, a maze
but really, my n-gg-, we straight
(we straight!)

takeoff!
n-gg- we straight, no one down to debate
at the round table stacking a stack on my plate
i stack and pray and i stay out the way
it’s a good day today, i’ma pour me an eight
grab the act out the refrigerate
call up the plug, see what we gonna do today
hundred-round on me, don’t speak or say “hey”
n-gg- look in my way, you get shot in the face
dab when i jump out the wraith
when you talk on the telephone, watch what you say
they gave them one hundred and they closed the case
got off the [?], i threw half a mill in my safe
transactions on trap phone, so it ain’t no trace
don’t come out the house, you can’t make it back safe
walk in with a knot; you know i’m cashing out
used to tell them folks “put your sh-t on layaway,”
when it’s the summer, the spring, or the fall, or the winter, my n-gg-s they having pistols
you pushing that rental, my n-gg-s pull up on you with them
don’t say nothing, domingo gone get ‘em
after you get ‘em, domingo gon’ split ‘em
can’t let these n-gg-s f-ck up my momentum
these b-tches is snake, trying to feed me that venom
i trap out the bando; the boards come on the windows
i remember, i can’t afford a fender bender
now i’m f-cking b-tches and i’m malcolm in the middle
i see you toting that pistol, but you ain’t gonna shoot it with ‘em
what the f-ck is you doing, n-gg-, you might as well kill him
n-gg-s rapping and stealing the flow, but n-gg- i invented it
you b-tch want some boot, and i ain’t talking about timberland
these b-tches gold diggers, ain’t gon’ give ‘em non’
gold on my pinky, so you know she digging that
plug in arkansas; i call him a razorback
f-ck what you talking about, i ain’t hearing none of that
all them n-gg-s stick ‘em up for a 60-pack
chopper on ‘em make a n-gg- do jumping jacks

i’m slanging tree, like i’m the lumberjack
front me a brick, i’m running, i’m not coming back
my gas is the greatest, mohammed ali
roll the backwood, it hit like a punching bag
got the beam on the chopper, play laser tag
cooking up m&m, wait for the aftermath
my car is robotic, my wrist is robotic
hit the glock and i c-ck it, you take a nap
i’m a nawfside lil’ n-gg-, don’t f-ck with no n-gg-
on your cheese, they put you in a mousetrap
i can’t remember the last time we had a drought
plug up in new york, them birds flying south
we f-ck these b-tches and then swap ‘em out
chopper break all your bones diagnose you with gout
julio jones, we running paper routes
john wick in the cut deducing his crouch
don’t be a fool, you get wet like a pool
got a hot -ss uzi, cooling, keep that sh-t cool
in the court room represented by jews
hundred thousand, two hundred, working moves
when you got a pistol you go to advantage ‘em
ready for war, ‘case a n-gg- get manage
n-gg-s see offset; they start to go panic
they know i’m no bullsh-t; i’m ready to damage
i’m screaming out, “f-ck it,” my cup is still muddy
don’t kick it with n-gg-s; don’t play “buddy buddy”
p-ssy -ss n-gg-, you soft, teletubby
pulling up on you lil’ babies, like huggies
spanish b-tch in the kitchen, mamacita
no panties on, she just got on a wife-beater
they say that the migos better than the beatles
we leaders, we pour an eight up in a liter
i came from the dirt; they call me the grim reaper
it’s cheaper to leave her; i leave her to beaver
dabbing on them louboutins, like a zebra
want to know anything about the bando, i’ll teach you (whatchu need?)

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