Johnny Cinco, Migos - I’m Straight lyrics

[Johnny Cinco, Migos - I’m Straight lyrics]

Hundred thousand on these stones
Nigga I'm straight
Real nigga to a real nigga, I'm straight
I'm straight
Nigga say he want a mill, he don't wanna wait
Nigga say he want a bag
But that ain't what it take
Stay down in the trentches
Nigga I'm straight
I can go back to juggin, nigga I'm straight
Stay down i'm straight

Offset! SRT cause I'm straight
Peanut butter seats, no grapes
We got bananas, no apes
Pull up on a nigga, get the bands low rates
Way way way back in the day
Running to the money like a race
Got a million dollars
Put them tatts up on my face
The money is coming nigga bentley
Pull up and I find out it's sac-religous
Fuck nigga try me, hit him with extentions
Yes I'm a hustler, but I'm not Nipsey
Them bullit's kiss ya
They eat through your tissue
My swag is critical she lick on my dick
Cause she know that it's edible
These niggas be coppiing
You know they a replica smoking
My niggas is straight
Cause a young nigga fed 'em
White girl in my kitchen, call it Sarah Palen
We used to be, we came from now we living in
My niggas they killers, they fellins
We screaming fuck the world like Makavelli

Hundred thousand on these stones
Nigga I'm straight
Real nigga to a real nigga, I'm straight
I'm straight
Nigga say he want a mill, he don't wanna wait
Nigga say he want a bag
But that ain't what it take
Stay down in the trentches
Nigga I'm straight
I can go back to juggin, nigga I'm straight
Stay down i'm straight

Real shit, no fake shit no late shit
Overnight greatness real nigga, I stay down
Down for what I believe in believe in
These other niggas need reasons

I'm in the escolade with a mixed ho that's
I want a new Bentley and
Run along nigga, tell so that's a real
From the gate spot the fake
Marathon not a sprint nigga, this a race
Stay down i'm straight, yeah yeah

Hundred thousand on these stones
Nigga I'm straight
Real nigga to a real nigga, I'm straight
I'm straight
Nigga say he want a mill, he don't wanna wait
Nigga say he want a bag
But that ain't what it take
Stay down in the trentches
Nigga I'm straight
I can go back to juggin, nigga I'm straight
Stay down i'm straight

Quavo! What you did with the Rari?
Pulled out the Farrari then went to school
I'm straight in the trap
Might cook up a duse
I'm straight on the northside
I make the rules
You cuff her and love her, I fuck her
You niggas is fools lil mama she a nat nat
Nigga I'm straight on that
You niggas remixing the pot
You can have it back
I told you lil niggas I'm straight
Get the fuck out my face
I told you lil niggas can't shop with me
Somebody gave me away i been straight
Young nigga been straight since the rap came
Young nigga running in realistate
Taking your food off your dinner plate
I gotta tell them that I'm
Straight on your bond
Ymade a hundred thousand on phones
I'm straight on what you be smoking on
I'm straight made a million, I'm gone

Hundred thousand on these stones
Nigga I'm straight
Real nigga to a real nigga, I'm straight
I'm straight
Nigga say he want a mill, he don't wanna wait
Nigga say he want a bag
But that ain't what it take
Stay down in the trentches
Nigga I'm straight
I can go back to juggin, nigga I'm straight
Stay down i'm straight

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