Cinco De Mayo - Offset
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Do like I do n***a flip you some money
Okay we really came up from nothing
Two hundred dash hit the clutch in the foreign
Two hundred racks in the trap when I'm touring
Thanking the lord when I wake up this morning
Christian dior when I'm dressing in garments
Yeah shoot at my targets
Yeah aiming at artists
Yeah trap out the hellcat charger
You n***as character marvel
Take your shoes off on my marble
Your b***hes got lost in the sauce off the startle
I pour up the drink and I give her a narco
Run with your pack where is Waldo
Look at my history bags in my bio
Migo like cinco de mayo
Migo like cinco de mayo I got the trap in my bio
Yeah mini fourteen with the drum
I put your a*s on a flyer
Uh n***as out here really bums
Want take your b***h I might buy her
Uh sippin' on lean like it's rum but
It do not get me tired
Uh if you gon' pull out that gun
You better cock it and fire
Uh b***h I came up from a crumb did
This for grandma she flyin'
Uh you can come still get a one f**k
It my n***as gon' jump
Uh saw off the front of the pump put
The gun up to your gum
50K on me lil homie 100k knock 'em off sandy
B***hes out here need some money
Or they dependent on monday
Peace to you b***hes like gahndi
One of my friends is a junky f**k
Get up and get you some money uh
Cookie smell like it is fungus
The bella the og the onion yeah
Pull out that fire now he runnin'
He just caught four to the stomach uh
He got some blood in his vomit
I cut the cord off your bungee
Goyard got racks in abundance
Hop on the jet out to london
12 behind me so I punch it
Do like I do n***a flip you some money
Okay we really came up from nothing
Two hundred that s**t the clutch in the foreign
Two hundred racks in the trap when I'm touring
Thanking the lord when I wake up this morning
Christian dior when I'm dressing in garments
Yeah shoot at my targets
Yeah aiming at artists
Yeah trap out the Hellcat charger
You n***as character marvel
Take your shoes off on my marble
Your b***hes got lost in the sauce off the startle
I pour up the drink and I give her a narco
Run with your pack where is Waldo
Look at my history bags in my bio
Migo like cinco de mayo
I'm all in texas all in houston n***a sippin' on drank
Got a whole d**n paint n***a just cashed on a bank
Yeah n***a I got money
Yeah b***h what you think
All these b***hes love slimeball yeah
They love the plate
When it come to play they know how
I play
I got money in my pocket plus
I got a pocket rocket
N***as think they gon' stop me bro
I'm cocked and I'm gon' pop it
And I don't do no poppin' all my guns on poppin'
I just like to pop bodies yeah
I love to see 'em drop it
Yeah I like your b***h she just pop lock and drop it
Yeah I'm in her young n***a get in her yeah
Racks on me in the air yeah
She wanna f**k for the cheese yeah
I know you snitchin' you cheese yeah
Hold on dawg I don't even f**k with that dawg
I'm a real big dawg
Roof n***a I step on you dawg
N***as ain't gettin' no money quit flexing
N***as ain't choppin' up s**t quit flexing
N***a been choppin' up s**t no flexing
All this godd**n money I'm flexing
Blue hundred b***h n***a know
I stay flexing
You ain't got no money f**k n***a you flexing n***a
Meanwhile while you flexing on another n***a's b***h
All these godd**n hoes on my dick
Yeah you need to come check on your b***h yeah
All these b***hes lil b***h
Yeah I got your b***h on my b***h yeah
And I got rich gettin' rich yeah
N***a you could never get this yeah
All this guap on me yeah
Know the big Glock on me yeah
Know will pop with me yeah
Please don't try me B yeah
And you know I'm big blood
And you know I'm big dawg yeah
And I know you a b***h yeah
And I know you lil dawg
N***a do like I do n***a get you some money
N***a get you some money
Money on your head my young n***as gunnin'
N***as havin' discussions he's talkin' 'bout money
N***a don't talk to me P***y it ain't 'bout no money
Yeah n***a don't talk to me n***a
It ain't 'bout no money n***a
Ayy man I don't know what to
Tell y'all n***as
Y'all n***as some broke a*s f**ks man
F**k you n***as
Huh look at me copy me n***a
Do like I do n***a flip you some money
Okay we really came up from nothing
Two hundred that s**t the clutch in the foreign
Two hundred racks in the trap when I'm touring
Thanking the lord when I wake up this morning
Christian dior when I'm dressing in garments
Yeah shoot at my targets
Yeah aiming at artists
Yeah trap out the hellcat charger
You n***as character marvel
Take your shoes off on my marble
Your b***hes got lost in the sauce off the startle
I pour up the drink and I give her a narco
Run with your pack where is waldo
Look at my history bags in my bio
Migo like cinco de mayo