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Featuring(s) : Mango Foo

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Lyrics from Live Performance

[Chorus: Offset]
Woke up this mornin', force in my bed (Woo)
Crumbin' through hundreds, it's crampin' my hand
Your bitch be goin', I know she a fan (She goin')
We at your door when we rock the [?]
Back to back cash, you know gang ain't playin' (Gang)
If he an opp, can't save him, explain
Bitch, you ain't never been in a McLaren
I got two bitches that boost up my parents
We on a boat
We in Skyami, penthouse with your ho'
I'd go hit a lick when I was broke
I'm with the Migo gang, all that I know
Play with this shit, you get hung by a rope
We got the weed and the dog and the the coat
Niggas wasn't there, we was robbin' the NAWF (Rob)
Pistol P, bless his soul
We took losses and I can't let it go (Took losses)

[Verse 1: Mango Foo]
On the low, had to kick in the door (Door)
Strip him out of his clothes, we grippin' them poles
We really lost another artist who cold
I ain't fuck with these niggas, they fuck with me
Had to take out the plug for some low's
I'll sell everything on my soul
They've been hatin' on this shit and I notice it (I know)
I'ma pop out myself, ain't no co-defendant
Can't fake kick it, they know I'm a fuckin' menace
Came from swervin', hotboxes, don't Jimmy
Jimmy Kimmel shit, now I'm a chemist
Ain't no cap in my rap, know I live it (No cap)
We spend records on gallery dinner (Dinners)
We gon' load up with sticks and switch 'em out the rental
This eight-hundred stackin', my name it got—
I hit a lick, I'm tryna make a wave
Fuck tryna slide, I'm tryna go skate
Shoot out the diamonds, center of the weight
And mama keep cryin', 'cause we makin' waves
Niggas is street, how I came from the pavement
Get him whacked when I see him and he ain't pay me yet
Get the choppers to hang like a cage
We ain't had a past, I had to take it

[Verse 2: Offset]
I'll go Chrome Heart in this bitch
Rose gold Audemar look like this
And I put the pointer bezzel on my fist
My neck is water, better lick your bitch
I put the New York, court-side Knicks
Fuck with me dozen, don't care 'bout the bitch
She hate that I nutted and cuddled the wrist
Catch you a body, we bustin' your wrist
We got the bag, look like a farm
I got the drop on my opp, on my palm
Reppin' the [?] like I'm Gunna
She wanna pop the G6 and have fun (G6)
I was there, I was like break me the bond
Like a tornado, get spinned with no warning
I got that fire with the scope on no warning
Finna check out the sunlight, the light is enormous
I go attackin' the manic, we're trappin' for money
My niggas don't talk to the ocean
We paid a six figure Glock, where you posted?
I'm in the loft, at the top, you don't know
White diamonds, they look like they pokin'
Migos great, and my back like a cobra
Hit me again, answer the door, she a lil' more

[Chorus: Offset]
Woke up this mornin', force in my bed (Woo)
Crumbin' through hundreds, it's crampin' my hand
Your bitch be goin', I know she a fan (She goin')
We at your door when we rock the [?]
Back to back cash, you know gang ain't playin' (Gang)
If he an opp, can't save him, explain
Bitch, you ain't never been in a McLaren
I got two bitches that boost up my parents
We on a boat
We in Skyami, penthouse with your ho'
I'd go hit a lick when I was broke
I don't get the legal, get all that I know
I'm with the Migo gang, all that I know
Play with this shit, you get hung by a rope
We got the weed and the dog and the the coat
Niggas wasn't there, we was robbin' the NAWF (Rob)
Pistol P, bless his soul
We took losses and I can't let it go (Took losses)

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