Migos

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5 years ago

George Nto

ποιος ηρθε απο jimko ?

5 years ago

pii qoc

TAKEOFF KILLED IT DAMNNNB

5 years ago

Dakkota Clements

This song is fired

5 years ago

Jovem Hatter

Pesado

5 years ago

Vitor Manoel

Os flows mais foda ta nessa musica kk , BR PORRA !

5 years ago

Mark Al_Cobia

MIGOS_ARE REAL BITCHES PUSSY ASS NIGGASwatch watt you're listening to these days RIP XXXTENTACION

5 years ago

Grey Stray

My word this is an incredible trap banger

5 years ago

GO See Coach G

takeoff.. u say u got a problem my nigga come straighten it..offset dropin dem bangas bangas bangas..if u think about running wit dat den u in trouble..

5 years ago

MsMarie0072

Takeoff and 2 Chainz my favorite all day everyday

5 years ago

WRONG CHANNEL

fresh outta youtube

5 years ago

wassup395

takeoff let out all his bottled up anger for all the songs they didn't include him

5 years ago

Anastasia Laswai

it is fire

5 years ago

Migo Gang

They remade it Through Open It Up,Man they're just heroes.

5 years ago

SQUID Productions

Still better than culture 2

5 years ago

Micheline Beka

Ah uh fresh out tha bed

5 years ago

Dat Boi

So nobody’s gonna talk about the fact they’re dancing in front of dead presidents?

5 years ago

Red 205

2chainz trying to flow like Bankroll....

5 years ago

Pavelito Cruz

You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble)You niggas in troubleUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsFresh out, outta the bed, count up the deadz (bow, bow)We heard what you said, we heard what you saidIf I wasn't trappin', I'd be wrappin' up them bundlesIf I wasn't rappin' I'd be trappin' out the condos (know I'm sayin')No forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondas (know I'm sayin')No forreal, no cap, I keep a sack like Sapp and Tucker (sacks)If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble (think about it)If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble (gone)You niggas in troubleYou niggas in troubleNo forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondasYou niggas in troubleYou niggas in troubleIf you think about runnin' with that then you in troubleUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsGang bang slang caineHeroin, half a ton, Purple Haze Cam'ronPlays off a Samsung, get the job doneIf I go jog at night, yeah, call it a mall runYou know what I did last night, 'cause I gave her all onesYou niggas in trouble, rock chains by the doubleGot thangs by the doubleDo everything but cuddleMight buy a bowling alley, I got money out the gutterFully automatic, and it don't don't stutter (rra!)You niggas in troubleYou niggas in troubleNo forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondasYou niggas in troubleYou niggas in troubleIf you think about runnin' with that then you in troubleUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsUh oh, fresh out the bedUh oh, count up the deadsHop out the bed and I'm countin' them facesI jump out the whip and them bitches start faintin'No twenties or fifties, just Benjamin FranklinsBlock on lock call me Kurt AngleI keep the bag on my brother, my partnerDon't fuck with no strangers, they tryna' get famousI put the hood on my backWhen these niggas couldn't do nothing but loveBut these niggas still hatedNo they ain't real but these niggas gonna fake itIf they got a problem my niggas come straighten itNigga debatin', they hatin', they plottin', they waitin'They want my ice tell 'em come take itHad people tell me that I couldn't make itNow I'm doin' shows outta state in the nationsMy momma told me stay I gotta stay humbleBut don't be too ready, you gotta have patienceDroppin' them bangers, bangers, bangersDouble cup stuffed full Texas RangerOne in the chamberI shoot a hundred round clip like Wilt ChamberlainGo to the top and I’m gon bring the gang inBitch, do anything to get famousMy wrist cost me a brick and it’s frigidI’m rich, but I did not let it change meStatistics say that you niggas ain’t gangsterYou niggas in troubleYou niggas in troubleNo forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondasYou niggas in troubleYou niggas in troubleIf you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble