Migo Gang X Slaughter Gang Music

[Intro: Quavo] You know what I mean? Migo Gang shit Flippa Slaughter Gang, 21 shit You know what I mean? [Verse 1: Quavo] Hit a nigga in the head (Hit him) We ain't shooting at the legs (Naw) Back in the day had a trick bike, had a bad bitch on the pegs (Bitch!) Some of my niggas bang blue (Crip) Some of my niggas bang red (Blood) Some of my niggas bang black (GD) All of my niggas keep straps (Grrah) Spend three hundred on a napp (Aye!) They sucking, fuck the whole trap Bitch, you know my pockets fat (Sloppy) Quavo walking Warren Sapp (Sacks) Takeoff buying only Act (Lean!) You niggas sipping just to act (Actors!) Bought a Beamer wrapped it matte (Skrt!) Got a shooter, peep hole out the back (Grraw!) Never been a minority (Naww) Take the pot and Chuck Norris it (Oh!) You niggas looking unfortunate (Woo) Different types of babies like a orphanage (Babies!) I hit my money, end of story I hate when I had to go to court and shit (Hate it!) You thinking that I'm cooking up porridge (Cooking!) The way I'm whipping up my wrist and shit (Whip it!) Damn, this hoe she annoying After I fuck her, I'm finna get rid of the bitch (Gone!) What type of shit that he on Go get the 30 young nigga, go empty the clip (Grraw!) [Verse 2: 21 Savage] Slaughter Gang, I'm the king bitch Mac 90 with the beam, bitch Hi-Tech, you sipping green bitch 21, hold the pot with my left arm Catching plays like Brett Favre You a gold fish and I'm a fucking shark Whip the pot nigga, whip it hard AK make a nigga hit the Quan Gas bag like I own the farm She blowing on it like she on a horn 100 round drum and that stick Pull up, roll the windows down and I hit You cuffing that bitch and she loyal to dick Chasing money, I can't lay with no bitch Murda Gang, we don't play with the beef Put 'em on a plate and we gonna eat Niggas snitching, I put 10 on the G's Margielas, I put rent on my feet Niggas pussy, I see through 'em they weak Fuck 12, we keep shit in the streets I brought her to the spot that bitch was a freak Fucked her on the floor, can't fuck up my sheets [Verse 3: Offset] Offset! We really invented you niggas The judge tried to sentence a nigga Fuck a pot, now my 44 nigga Stuck in the pickle, grinding from a nickel Trapping in trenches, two bricks in the rental I'm crazy I'm psycho, it's 'bout to get physical Run a circle 'round the plug, that's a pick and roll Feds watching so I walk on my tippy toes I'm rich as bitch, I want in on that lick I'm not romantic, my bullet gon' kiss Get in that pot, get the work in your wrist I was born with the gift, got the fame and the grip Hop in the jet and I take me a trip Geeked out on codeine, I sip and I sip Jump off the stage, I might jump out the VIP I'm covered in money, covered like a quimp I'm smoking on cookie, not smoking on piff Don't talk to the police, not giving out tips Dead in that booth, that molly look too clear I don't care what you heard, I jump straight in my Lier Standing in the kitchen, cooking fish fillet Run up my money, I stash me a Wraith Don't run up on me nigga, pump your brakes I feed you the 223, dinner plate! [Verse 3: ManMan Savage] Run up on me nigga, catch a slug 50 and the 40, I don't use a glove You know we got the straps up in the club I don't fuck with you, you a dub 21 Gang, we got weight All of my nigga, we straight Pull up on a nigga, we'll take Headshot a nigga, leave him in a lake Round table with the Migo Gang and the Slaughter Gang, we on break Bitch too skinny I don't want her, fuck the bitch, the bitch might break I got a hundred round drum on that K I keep that bitch with me, you know that bae Never let a nigga know where I stay Have a nigga staking out where he stay I get that cash, I ain't got time to play Hold up that choppa, this mask on my face Shoot out the (?) then pull off (?) (?), got bananas in K's Pussy niggas turn to preachers like Ma$e Finna slide to where I keep me a K Juvenile hit a nigga with tre (?) WOO! [Verse 4: Rich The Kid] Whipping a brick with a frying pan Made a 100 K with a broke hand Trapping down with the desert eagle Actavis all in my 2 liter Finnessing the plug for a whole thang Rollie all white like the cocaine I got a freak with a nose ring Cut that bitch down like I'm 2 Chainz Walking around with a 100 thou I'm actually rich, you just talk about it Pull up with choppers and air it out I empty the clip in your mama house Hit a jug for the work, still serving Get rich or die trying like Curtis I roll with a brick and she nervous Pull out the Wraith when I'm flexing on purpose I started trapping in first grade I put the lean in a lemonade I pour a four, got a fever Dab school, I'm the teacher Riding scrap with the nina Big balling, no bleachers 100 K for one feature Bad bitch, she no keeper