Ounces

[Produced by Metro Boomin and Zaytoven] [Intro: Quavo] Migos! Metro! I mean all I ever wanted to be Y'all know what we wanted to be Uh, rich! [Hook: Quavo] All I ever wanted was some motherfuckin' guala (money) Bando used to smell like some stinkin' enchiladas (bando) The streets is a jungle, got to watch for the koalas (snoopers) All I ever wanted was to get rid of them ounces, ounces Ounces, ounces, ounces (x3) Whole lot of ounces! (whole lot) Ounces, ounces, ounces (x2) All I ever wanted was to get rid of them ounces [Verse 1: Quavo] Walk around with large amounts of guala on me(cash!) I’m walking around with a pocket rocket, don’t run up on me lonely Bought my first Audi with the fish scale guts Now I got the bitches, wanna fuck, they wanna cuddle up Wanna come to the bando, knock two times then twist the handle Got everything in stock, whatever you need, just ask me I’m selling that kush to Asher, real money, got a whole bag of Ashley Money taller than mountains, drinking lean out of damn water fountains She so bad gave me erection or eroused, whatever you call it Bitch, me and my team been balling Bet your label keep motherfucking calling Woke up to a bitch this morning, got 16 new text message 10 of em' saying "go get to the guap", other 6 saying "Migos up next" G-g-g-g-gone! [Hook] [Verse 2: Takeoff] When I was a kid all I wanted was a hundred dollar bill Now I’m 19, young nigga want 100 mil Selling whole things, want an ounce? Can't bust the seal Wanna be a trapper? Never serve a nigga where you live In the Bando counting chips no poker, weighing bales of Okra I got lots of O's, put my name right next to Al Capone I'm a Wizard, Antwan Jamison My plug ain't Kangaroo Jack, but he Australian And he got crack sacks in the knapsack Critics say I'm a product of my environment Selling that dope to economists, menace to society On the top of the mountain, you under me Young nigga, I’m trapping and grinding No scale for the workers, I'm eying it You niggas still nickel and diming Remix the dope and you niggas still buying it [Hook] [Verse 3: Offset] Fuck the rap game cause these rap niggas really ain't shit I hop in the Audi, I hop in the Bentley Fuck it I’m smashing that bitch Young rich nigga with the Rollie wrist Trapping and capping, I’m selling the birdie You fuck niggas really ain't serving Selling the bricks to the plug up in Berlin Put the dope in the water, hit it with the egg beater Sipping lean, yeah I'm good on tequila My neck is so sick, got the measles This for my my niggas that trap in the Regal Ounces, ounces, ounces, molly Santana's tall as a mountain Put the molly on top of her tongue She sucking and fucking, she ain’t got no manners Back to the basics, I’m counting these faces My pockets inflating off trapping the babies You niggas fugazy, my niggas, they strapped like the Navy I’m the mayor, matter fact, I’m the president Sipping on Actavis, like it's my medicine Throwing the bird with accuracy, all of you niggas is amateur Pull up in Phantoms, but trap out of Challengers [Hook] [Outro]