Flex

All I do is flex, flex, flex
All I do is flex, flex, flex
All I do is count up checks, checks, checks
All I do is flex, flex, flex
All I do is flex, flex, flex
All I do is count up checks, checks, checks
All I do is flex, flex, flex
All I do is count up checks, checks, checks

I'm flexing like I'm a wrestler
100k spent spent on the Bezel
Ice in my ear like chandelier
Migo gang, they can't handle us
I got a check like I might be famous
I'm the shit like a motherf**king anus
Finesse talk you don't know the language
If you got that pack I might take it
Ain't now game when I'm aiming
Cut the top like I'm brainless
I'm dashing 12 life Dame is
Loud pack my fragrance
Your bitch always facing
Talking bout that stupidness
We thumb through a stupid check
We might go and cop the 'Vette
Offset, Tru Religion
Robin denim, yeah I killed 'em
Ice on my neck, and it's dripping like its water in it
New Bentley, not rented
You can't see me cause the window tinted
She f**k the team she very friendly
Everybody in my team got bitches

Young Takeoff gon' flex, known for getting them checks
Known for hitting that lot, known for getting them 'Vettes
Known for dropping them bands, leaning like kickstands
All on the block, in my hand
Some of the bricks be white, some of the bricks be tan
Got a plug on that gas, got a plug on them xans
Wrap the work in Saran, on the stove with pots and pans
Then cool it with the fan, then ship it to Japan
Imma show ya'll how to flex, Ya'll don't know the real definition of a flex
You ain't whip till the jewelry wrapped up on a chain just cause a young nigga had the check
Doing this shit since the age of seven
Getting money since the age 11
I'm all about a check and all a nigga do is flex

Young ass nigga walking round here flexing
Spent 25 on my motherf**king necklace
Young ass goons we reckless, Pull up in a Viper
Scary like Freddy Kruger, got goons on the roof with a rifle
Rolling up extension could somebody pass me a lighter, like Roddy no piper
I drop the top now I like her
Got lil' goons where they gon' stirk ya
Got too bad bitches they diking
I take my chain off, put it in the crowd, lil' mamas start fighting
Pull up and the line is frightening
I smash these hoes no wife-ing them
Beat the pots and the pans like Ike and them
Hit these niggas like Tyson did
Pull up in the dark, no light with him
Try to copy my swag, thats plagiarism
I know snakes with a lot of venom
Call CDC for the anti-venom

Gang Gang

Would you oooh
Would you oooh

Hey, I know this might sound weird to say
But would you love me if I ran away? (away)
I know you probably think I'm insane
Ain't nothin' change but the pocket change ( pocket change)
I know they gotta feel my pain (feel it)
I make them birds on the hill sang (brr)
And everywhere I go they know my name (and what you claim)

Cuz I be reppin' gang gang (gang gang)
Posted with the gang gang (gang gang)
Pull up wit' the gang gang (gang gang)
Suit up wit' the gang gang (gang gang)
I be reppin' gang gang (gang gang)
I shoot wit' the gang gang (gang gang)
Bang wit' the gang gang (gang gang)
Ride out wit' the gang gang (gang gang)
Always rep the gang gang
Always rep the gang gang gang gang (gang)
Always rep the gang gang gang gang
Whole lotta gang shit gang gang gang (gang)
Whole lotta gang shit ay gang gang gang yeah

She froze up when that ghost came
Big body rolls it be hoggin' up both lanes
She lift her nose up when she want that cocaine
I lift my doors up the Lambo take propane
I throw my show in for hoes in the chokehold
At the door, we take cell phones no photos
Money comin' in too much I can't hold, truckload
I'm hot I can't be trappin' in the streets, that want the plug fo'
And all I want is nachos
And all I want is Huncho (Huncho)
Pulls strings like a banjo (banjo)
And the keys a piano (piano)
Take me back to the back do' (bad do')
I can see my foot on a door knob
Make it back to the gang that's the whole job
Chop it up and just talk about what we got
Whatcha got? Whatcha got? Whatcha got?
Whippin' that Draco (brr)
And she said she love me but that's something we'll never know (never know)
Honestly, that's all I really wanna know (wanna know)
Ain't tryna waste my time its time to let you go (let you go)
I can't go out sad about a hoe (hell no)
Married to the money I propose

I can't get upset about a hoe
Yeah no
Married to the money I propose
Always rep the gang gang gang gang
Suit up with the gang gang
Always rep the gang gang gang gang
I be reppin' gang gang
Whole lotta gang shit gang gang gang
Hit her with that gang gang
Whole lotta gang shit gang gang gang
Always reppin' gang gang

Get Right Witcha

Hold up, get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, f**k 'em then dismiss em (bad, woo)
I ain't really here to take no pictures (flash)
Middle finger up f**k the system (f**k 'em)

Yeah, coupe is robotic, I ain't touchin' (nah, skrt)
Lookin' at your hoe because she bustin' (ye, woo)
Ridin' in the coupe with the wings (brrt)
Going to Thailand with them chinks (chinks)
Percocet party, servin' fiends (perky!)
Swear to god my plug was Vietnamese (brrt brrt brrt)
Taliban, my drugs, wrap 'em please (Taliban)
Servin' all day, my gas on E (let's go)
Thirty hollow tips in extendo (bow, thirty)
Shadows keep wavin' by my window (woo, shadows)
Thankin' God he saved my life from kick doors (god!)
Still sippin' oil, Migos Citgo (drank, gone)

Hold up, get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, f**k 'em then dismiss em (bad, woo)
I ain't really here to take no pictures (flash)
Middle finger up f**k the system (f**k 'em)
Get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Hold up, get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha

Goin' Through It

I'm goin' through it, my nigga ain't even loyal
He snitchin' on the kid, I heard it from my lawyer
I'm goin' through it, my bitch ain't even my bitch
She let the whole team hit, this bitch ain't worth shit
I'm goin' through it, my brother in the cage
My grandma in the grave, the Lord told me be patient
I'm goin' through it, I gotta get this money
I'm a always ride in foreign, the codeine what I'm pourin'
I'm goin' through it
I'm goin' through it, man this shit so crazy
'07, lost my brother, 15 years in them cages
Now my grandma rest in peace, that was my first lady
Thousand dollar specs on my face to block the haters
Goin' through it right now but still chasin' the paper
My bitch f**ked the whole team, I never should have saved her
And now I'm goin' crazy, cause I'm just goin' through it
I still walk around with Rugers cause I like to shoot 'em
I thought I loved that bitch to the mothaf**kin' core
I bought her Jimmy Choos, I bought her Juicy Couture
I treated her like a queen, but she was the neighborhood whore
And now she tryna ride with me cause now I'm on tour
Money, money, money, money got me in a Porsche
Money, money, money, money got [?]
I'm rollin' up a 3-5 [?]
Feds watchin' me, still servin' J's, I'm paranoid
I'm goin' through it, my niggas in the slammer
I had to go to Wal-Mart and collect some Arm & Hammer
And go hard in the kitchen, finessin' [?]
Do numbers water whippin', Young Quavo, yeah I did it
My bitch, she smashed the whole team, damn that ho too friendly
So you know when I sign that deal, got to know I ain't buyin' that ho no Bentley
Ain't seen him in two years, now he wanna come around, gotta know somethin' fishy
And I told my momma if somethin' happen to me, she can have my riches
Young Quavo, ain't leavin' my wealth to none of these bitches
Cause once you dead and gone, she'll have another nigga in your kitchen
Water whippin', show her how you did it
If I get her the Bentley, she'll have another nigga in that Bentley
I've been goin' through it, shit been crazy
2000, lost my cousin, cried like a baby
My ancestors been goin' through it, back then in slavery
Now the time faster, I am the master
Could've been me back then, nigga woulda been like "f**k your master"
My name Takeoff, I am NASA
Every move I make, is spectacular
Northside is my nation, and I'm an ambassador
I pray to the man above, palm to palm
Remember back in '07, almost lost my mom
That woulda hurt my heart, prolly wouldn't have no heart
Prolly would've been stopped right then, prolly wouldn't been no start
Back to kickin' them doors, back to juugin' them cars
But I pray to God, cause he healed my mom
If you talkin' 'bout that bread, then I want every crumb
Runnin' to the money like I'm in a marathon
Foreign bitch, pop a zan like she pop a gun
Smokin' on that kush, it smell just like an underarm
And the check say it wanna get married to my thumb
Goin' through it like a nigga locked up with no bond
I'm goin' through it
2000, lost my cousin RiRi, rest in peace
'07 lost my big bruh to the feds
Free Player Made
Just lost my grandmomma
Rest in peace Sally Smith, I love you
Done took so many losses, it's only right that we win

Hate It Or Love It

I copped the coupe, then I blew out the brain, aye
I f**k a hoe, then I don't know her name, aye
I got some niggas that gon' ride to the end
Forgive me Lord, I repent all my sins
Hate it or love it we winning again, and again, and again, and again

I copped the coupe, then I blew out the brain, aye
I f**k a hoe, then I don't know her name, aye
I got some niggas that gon' ride to the end
Forgive me Lord, I repent all my sins
Hate it or love it we winning again, and again, and again, and again

I copped the coupe, then I blew out the brain
My rollie bust down - no "Plain Jane,"
I'm f**king on hoes; I don't know they name
Hate it or love, bitch, we in the game
My niggas walk in and we shoot up your place
Got a halloween mask and a dirty AK
I f**k on her one time; she want me to stay
I'm pitching hardball like I play for the Braves
I call my plug and he give it away
Then nobody touch it, it looking amazing
Hate it or love it, we get to the faces
My pockets so sloppy, 'bouta make it with gravy
f**k is you saying?

I copped the coupe, then I blew out the brain, aye
I f**k a hoe, then I don't know her name, aye
I got some niggas that gon' ride to the end
Forgive me Lord, I repent all my sins
Hate it or love it we winning again, and again, and again, and again

I copped the coupe, then I blew out the brain, aye
I f**k a hoe, then I don't know her name, aye
I got some niggas that gon' ride to the end
Forgive me Lord, I repent all my sins
Hate it or love it we winning again, and again, and again, and again

Hate it or love it, we winning
Put my heart in my music - it's genuine
Dropping the top off the Benz
We came from the bando community
You know that we started the trend
These niggas copy us, usually
Your bitch want to f**k - she a fan
She got good brain; let her tutor me
This was apart of the plan
Dropping the top in the Lam'
We did this shit for the fam'
These niggas know who I am
Drop the top on the Bentley and it's over
Hop in the Porsche and pull over
Dropping a four in my soda
I f**ked that bitch at the [?]
She piped up, I noticed
I'm having cash and it's on me
Welcome to the mansion, this a castle
Hop in the pool, it's deep
Never meet a nigga like me
We had to make it out the streets
I was in a Lam' on a beach
Hate it or love it, we gonna' eat

I copped the coupe, then I blew out the brain, aye
I f**k a hoe, then I don't know her name, aye
I got some niggas that gon' ride to the end
Forgive me Lord, I repent all my sins
Hate it or love it we winning again, and again, and again, and again

I copped the coupe, then I blew out the brain, aye
I f**k a hoe, then I don't know her name, aye
I got some niggas that gon' ride to the end
Forgive me Lord, I repent all my sins
Hate it or love it we winning again, and again, and again, and again

Hate it or love it, my nigga thugging
Light up that cookie, smoke out in public
Double cup, a nigga pouring muddy
It get ugly - hate it or love it
f**k that broke nigga, don't f**k with the industry
Literally, I don' been shot at, like 50 Cent
f**k niggas having them feminine tendencies, really you niggas just envy me
Niggas be sneak dissing, think they offending me
YRN 2, the rich niggas, they feeling me
I can't stand broke niggas 'cause they be killing me
Niggas they hate me 'cause they can't get rid of me
I copped the coupe, then I blew out the brain
Don't know what I'm talking 'bout? I mean mentally
My diamonds come from Elliot Avianne, you get your diamonds from Tiffany
Hate or love it, my niggas we got the top, my nigga, and we turned nun' to something
You can talk down all you want to, but you cannot stop my God when them blessings be coming
They don't want to see me make it
Talking 'bout Karma when I'm out in Tijuana
My niggas, they keep it one hundred
Hate it or love it, my niggas, they get to the money

I copped the coupe, then I blew out the brain, aye
I f**k a hoe, then I don't know her name, aye
I got some niggas that gon' ride to the end
Forgive me Lord, I repent all my sins
Hate it or love it we winning again, and again, and again, and again

I copped the coupe, then I blew out the brain, aye
I f**k a hoe, then I don't know her name, aye
I got some niggas that gon' ride to the end
Forgive me Lord, I repent all my sins
Hate it or love it we winning again, and again, and again, and again

Higher We Go

[Chorus: Quavo]
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the-

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I'ma put these racks in your face
In your face, show you that you lame
I'ma stash these M's at my place
In my place, but no I'm not the bank
I'ma pull that coupe out the race
Who wanna race? We livin' the fast pace
I'ma put these hoes out on chase
Hit these hoes, get them right out my face
I'ma pull the strap close case
Hit a nigga hard send him dat way
I'ma put the gang on your plate (gimme the plate)
You can't eat off my plate (no eatin')
Mount it up like the horse on Rari's (Skrr)
Beat that pop like ortishia
Two feet running from the feds (yeah)
All these niggas lookin like they scared (Yeah, n*gger)
Lock a f*ck nigga like these dreads (yeah)
Pick a nigga up for that bread (Yeah)
We can go there if you want to
I'll come down if you want to
Load up the rims if you want to
Hop out see what you gon' do
We can go there if you want to
I'll come down if you want to
Load up on the rims if you want to
Hop out gotta see what you gon' do
We don't play with dem lil boys out here naw naw naw (Don't play)
Big boy bosses all in my seminar (bosses)
Big boy wraith had them bitches seein' stars stars (Wraith)
Stunt me out I don't need no rims on cars (hey, hey)
It's okay (okay)
Icing, Icing glaze (Icing glaze)
I don't take breaks
Shit, wana go blaze? ('bouta go blaze)
What's yo' page (whoo)
Sliding on in like snakes (slide, slide)
The coupe got wings
The coupe got wings with blaze

[Chorus: Quavo]
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
The higher you go, went through the most
We get to fly, you float
No Malone, but I post (Malone)
Migos, you know we the goats
We breaking bread, call it loaf
I shoot at that boy, then reload
Walk in the trap in the soul (walk)
My jewelry looking froze (ice)
Snatch your soul (snatch)
Come to the north, then we snatch your gold
I had to set up the plug the other day, boy, he was taxing folks
I do it for culture
Bigger than Oprah, Mayweather 50-0
Culture

[Chorus: Quavo]
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture

[Verse 3: Offset]
(Offset!)
150 chokin' (choker)
Flooded my wrist, it's soakin'
Split up the waters like Moses
I done put furs on loafers
Rolls Royce nightmare, I'm a ghost (Rolls Royce)
Let's have a codeine toast (toast)
NIggas ain't getting no stain on me
Don't trip, don't trip (don't trip), my gang with me
Come to the , stop playing with me
Bricks on bricks, it's raining keys (bricks)
Niggas can't hang with me
Lame in the deal, they restrain from me (dust)
Bust on the plane, Philipe (bust)
She bought me a Wraith, unique (Wraith)
You thots want to f*ck in heat (thot)
A million, I bring home a week (M and M)
She a little beast (beast), f*ck around looking for the keys (smash)
Got the trap disease (trap)
Please keep the cap for me (cap)
Count up the rack, proceed (rack)
First see what I got, then leave (hey)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture
Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture

Hit Juug

Same ass nigga hit juugs
Same ass nigga hit licks
Same ass nigga ride 'Vettes
Same ass nigga flip bricks
Same ass nigga call the plug
Same ass nigga rock Tru's
Same ass nigga got cash
Same ass nigga got bands

Same ass nigga hit juugs
Same ass nigga hit licks
Same ass nigga on the block
Gotta flip a motherf**king brick
Same ass nigga sip lean
Same ass nigga pop bean
Same ass nigga serve fien
Make the work bounce like a trampoline
Same as nigga rock Tru's
Same as nigga rock Rivals
Same as nigga with the mask
No Batman but a nigga Robin
Same ass nigga got swag
Same ass nigga pop tags
Same ass nigga got bags
Same ass nigga rock Jags

Same ass nigga got cash
Same ass nigga got band
Same nigga in this club
When you making money make the other niggas mad
Same nigga hitting these licks
Same nigga that got bricks
Same nigga with your bitch
Young ass nigga coolin' the 'Vette
Man I'm getting tired of these same ass niggas
Ol' old lame ass niggas
Wanna talk shit? Imma bang ass nigga
I don't know who same damn pistol
Two bad bitches and they riding in the Range
Got different names, but they look the same
f**k with my niggas, don't f**k with the lames
Same campaign, Migos Gang

You ain't never seen no band
You ain't never sip no lean
You ain't never pop no bean
You ain't never seen Yao Ming
You ain't never had to twerk
Louis duffle bag full of twerk
You ain't never hit the block
You ain't never did no shows
You ain't never f**k no hoes
You ain't never had to flex
You ain't never have that gold
Posted up
You ain't never, yellow diamonds on your wrist
You ain't never flip no brick
You ain't never hit no lick
You ain't never pull up on the scene
With the motherf**king Masi with a foreign bitch and she Japanese
Smoking kush and I look Chinese
And I'm flipping that work, and I got all the zips
Pouring up bout four zips, and the motherf**k

Kelly Price

Bentley truck, yeah that's my choice of ride (skr skr)
Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah yeah
Don't stand too close, my diamonds gonna bite
I get drugs for the right price, yeah yeah (drugs)
She gon' eat this molly like it's rice (eat it up)
I'ma let that lean flow through my ice (lean lean)
Said she never had a Migo night
I'ma make her sing like Kelly Price (sing!)

My ice, klondike, ride around, dope ride
Ride around, get right, get rich, good night, good night, you know (good night)
My bitch forreal, she honest, won't tell
Popeyes, oat meals, Popeyes ain't no meals
She gon' kill (pew pew pew pew pew)
I go through all the cities (yeah)
I'm on a mile a minute
I go a mile a minute (skrr)
You wanna play violent, lets get it (yeah)
Take me back to the old days
Take me back to my old ways
Lifestyle, yeah the gang way
Way before they called me Sensei
Get robbed in the driveway
Bad bitches they was not here
You were probably watching Garfield
Tunnel vision, ain't nothing else
Kick door, that's on our face
I done walk in the hallway
Basketball then gunplay (prrr)
Young niggas didn't graduate
You probably think I couldn't make it (I made it)
It's all good God saved me (God)
Now I'm doin' what I wanna
Bentley truck bent the corner (skrr skrr, skrr, skrr skrr)
Niggas bite like piranhas
If I gotta put the bag on 'em, I'mma pay em all hundreds

Bentley truck, yeah that's my choice of ride (choice of ride yeah)
Always keep some bitches on the side, yeah yeah
Don't stand too close, my diamonds gonna bite (gonna bite ya)
I get drugs for the right price, yeah yeah
She gon' eat this molly like it's rice, yeah
I'ma let that lean flow through my ice
Said she never had a Migo night
I'ma make her sing like Kelly Price (sing!)

Kush Cologne

Woke up in a club with a honey restaurant
Bad bitch foreign yeah she came from hong kong
we be asking shining like who turned the lights on
Sipping on lean smelling like that good cologne
Woke up in a club with a honey restaurant
Bad bitch foreign yeah she came from hong kong
we be asking shining like who turned the lights on
Sipping on lean smelling like that good cologne
Woke up in a club smelling like a pound of gay
Bad bitch she foreign as she came from japan
who the hell is that pulling up up in that ...
... Engine in her rear
Diamond shine just like water see through clear
... Yes we here
We be asking shining looking like a chandalier
where my nigga locked up i f**king Shed a tear
Bands on me right now You cant turn me down
Smoking on that loud the ... they came into town
get it from my migo...
How the hell you get them diamond look just like some water
sippin on lean i cant wake up till tomorrow
people coming with their hands out asking to borrow
but i cant do that so so true dat
lying on my ways drew breeze be like who dat
Woke up in a club with a honey restaurant
Bad bitch foreign yeah she came from hong kong
we be asking shining like who turned the lights on
Sipping on lean smelling like that good cologne
Woke up in a club with a honey restaurant
Bad bitch foreign yeah she came from hong kong
we be asking shining like who turned the lights on
Sipping on lean smelling like that good cologne
Dont know the rest XD

Lambo Doors

Lambo doors, she ain't ever seen before
Top floor in condos, pull up wearin' red rose gold
Pourin' lean by the 4, bad bitches at my show
Turn up, turn up, turn up every time you see the Migos

Yeah, Lambo doors, top floor condo
Wearin' red rose gold, f**kin' foreign hoes
Every time you see me, them Feds lookin' where I go
Gotta keep my hand clean, keep a lawyer on my phone
And you know the trap, it be boomin' all night long
And you know it, like Michael Jordan, 23, I'm in my zone
I might go cop official True Religion so I have to take a flight to Hong Kong
I'm walkin' around with a cone, when you see the goon y'all better go home
Steven Spielberg, bring your camera out
VVS shinin' so turn the lights out
We the youngest niggas in the street that everybody be talkin' 'bout
[?], smokin' on the mild

I'm in the Lam, she ain't ever seen before
I'm in the 'rari she ain't ever seen before
Turn up when you see the Migos
I got your bitch 'bout to send me her soul
I'm all about the head like a pillow
I got an eskimo in my earlobe
Red VV's 'round my collarbone
Red Actavis in my Styrofoam
Black Lambo, with the butterfly doors
Spaceship UFO, my whip ain't even in the store
I'm in the kitchen water whippin' on the stove
[?] get you where you wanna go
I'm in the backseat coolin' in the Rolls
Shawty mad, couldn't open up the doors
Young nigga try to [?] out the recipe
The money gettin' the best of me
The baking soda is the recipe
When I was broke, [?] rescue me
I know you ain't seen it
Young nigga walkin' with the Louis on the beanie
[?] young nigga schemin'
Had to pull the Lam out, shawty ain't believe me

Oh she bad, but I don't need her
Drop my top, I got Mazi fever
What's that in your long, bad blunt? I'm smokin' on Keisha
What's that in your bottle? Sippin' on lean by the liter
God damn Quavo, you movin' too slow, what the lean go for?
We can chop it up in the bando, I ship a pack anywhere they wanna go
Top floor coolin' in the condo, look out, see the ocean view
Make y'all niggas watch this movie, young nigga actin' like Tom Cruise
I got Louis V on my shoes, I got your mortgage in my jewels
I got a Corvette in my jeans, you broke, you don't know what that means
I'm just a young nigga gettin' trap money, invest it into the rap money
Back then, shawty you were actin' funny, I'ma still smash, you ain't gettin' nothin'