Migos - Intro (Rich Shooters) lyrics
[Migos - Intro Rich Shooters lyrics]
My weed from Jamaica
My money older than Sega
Bust it open, then wait up, tell m, work out
Then re-up
My diamonds sparkling, I be like the sargent
Pull up in the Astin Martin
Leave in a Burperry carpet
Migo the label, but no no playing with paper
My shirt tiger striped, my shoes aligater
With the plug, never see it
Wip them chickens and pidgens, cokina
And midgets, touch it, i flip it
I remembered in school
Teacher talkin bout history
I was tryna make history
Up in that house in Beverly
I just called my jeweller
Tell him bring me my rolly
In that muscle car
12 pull me over for flexin
I got sweet and sour chicken, lemon
Go get me some beef
I got soldiers in the streets
I'm commander and chief
When the Js hit the dope
I bet those nose bleed
I got a plug from Mixico
And one plug that’s chinese
Bad bitch on my team, do whatever I please
Thick thais, brown eyes
She finesse you with eze
Think the jeweller got me sick, a chew
I sneez
Someone get me a key, I'll just rest in peace
Last nigga try to jump, left him deceased
Then we dumped him in the river
Body still won't be seen
I’m a cool individual, selling dope
That's my principle young like the siminals
Baking soda a chemical
I done made it out vakent
Had to lie on David
Keep the pistol like Peet
And keep the knife like I'm Jason
I ain't Gigga for nothing
Tell m fishing for money
Gotta bumblebee building, me and my crew
That's some hundreds
Took the truck to Bahamas
Pick the plug up from London
I be sellin so many fishes
Call me Offset Benny Hanna
And the 9 is my ratchet
Trappin and stampin on matress
Singing Tony Braxtin
And they all wet like napkins
Biggest bitches, I'm cravin, got that dope
So come taste it no, my swag is not basic
Pull up with a strap, no laces
My money older than Sega
Bust it open, then wait up, tell m, work out
Then re-up
My diamonds sparkling, I be like the sargent
Pull up in the Astin Martin
Leave in a Burperry carpet
Migo the label, but no no playing with paper
My shirt tiger striped, my shoes aligater
With the plug, never see it
Wip them chickens and pidgens, cokina
And midgets, touch it, i flip it
I remembered in school
Teacher talkin bout history
I was tryna make history
Up in that house in Beverly
I just called my jeweller
Tell him bring me my rolly
In that muscle car
12 pull me over for flexin
I got sweet and sour chicken, lemon
Go get me some beef
I got soldiers in the streets
I'm commander and chief
When the Js hit the dope
I bet those nose bleed
I got a plug from Mixico
And one plug that’s chinese
Bad bitch on my team, do whatever I please
Thick thais, brown eyes
She finesse you with eze
Think the jeweller got me sick, a chew
I sneez
Someone get me a key, I'll just rest in peace
Last nigga try to jump, left him deceased
Then we dumped him in the river
Body still won't be seen
I’m a cool individual, selling dope
That's my principle young like the siminals
Baking soda a chemical
I done made it out vakent
Had to lie on David
Keep the pistol like Peet
And keep the knife like I'm Jason
I ain't Gigga for nothing
Tell m fishing for money
Gotta bumblebee building, me and my crew
That's some hundreds
Took the truck to Bahamas
Pick the plug up from London
I be sellin so many fishes
Call me Offset Benny Hanna
And the 9 is my ratchet
Trappin and stampin on matress
Singing Tony Braxtin
And they all wet like napkins
Biggest bitches, I'm cravin, got that dope
So come taste it no, my swag is not basic
Pull up with a strap, no laces