
Dope In My Sock Migos
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[Intro: Quavo]
I got it, got it ... Huh
Yo, yo
[Chorus: Quavo]
Young nigga flying pigeons all over the sea
Wrist game got my arm strong, Hercules
Got the molly in the jar look like Dippin' Dots
Gettin' money I got work call it Chris Rock
I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock
I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock
I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock
I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock
[Verse 1: Quavo]
I got the dope, hit her one time and I bet you gon' choke
Trying to take my dope my nigga
I'm coming to hang you on rope
Feeling like Slick the Ruler
Versace my shirt I love Medusa
Can't get in contact with my plug
So I'm taking a flight to Bermuda
I got the dope
Whipping and whipping the brick my arm gets sore
Drop a hundred bands off to my momma nigga
Just to make sure everything kosher
Hit a nigga ass with the Ropa Dope
Cause I see these niggas getting tired
You run out of bullets my nigga gon' get you BOW GRAHH nigga it's a homicide
Gone!
I got it, got it ... Huh
Yo, yo
[Chorus: Quavo]
Young nigga flying pigeons all over the sea
Wrist game got my arm strong, Hercules
Got the molly in the jar look like Dippin' Dots
Gettin' money I got work call it Chris Rock
I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock
I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock
I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock
I got the dope in my sock, I got the dope, I got the dope in my sock
[Verse 1: Quavo]
I got the dope, hit her one time and I bet you gon' choke
Trying to take my dope my nigga
I'm coming to hang you on rope
Feeling like Slick the Ruler
Versace my shirt I love Medusa
Can't get in contact with my plug
So I'm taking a flight to Bermuda
I got the dope
Whipping and whipping the brick my arm gets sore
Drop a hundred bands off to my momma nigga
Just to make sure everything kosher
Hit a nigga ass with the Ropa Dope
Cause I see these niggas getting tired
You run out of bullets my nigga gon' get you BOW GRAHH nigga it's a homicide
Gone!
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