
Sorry Migos & Rich the Kid (Ft. OJ da Juiceman & RiFF RAFF)
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[Intro: Quavo]
MIgos in the building, what’s up Rich The Kid?
What we pulling up in?
Shit, I might get that Rari
What you say? Aston Martin!
Shit, tell the hoes I’m sorry, young man
Pardon me!
Go!
[Chorus: Quavo]
Bird singing just like Marvin, you niggas out here starving
My diamond is sparkling, I’m rich, nigga, pardon me!
Sorry, might pull up in that Rari
Pardon me, sorry, might pull up that Aston Martin
Bird singing just like Marvin, you niggas out here starving
My diamond is sparkling, I’m rich, nigga, pardon me!
Sorry, might pull up in that Rari
Pardon me, sorry, might pull up that Aston Martin
[Verse 1: OJ Da Juiceman]
Come up in that Rari, they be CG like my [?]
Platinum diamond, got me looking like Atari
Took her for some collard greens yo ho don't say sorry
I’m a walking leach, birds singing like they’re Marvin
Hosted in the trap, brand new Aston Martin
Hundred round drums, hit the band, we’re marching!
Hustling everyday, young nigga, we ain’t starving
Make a play throwing bombs, Brett Farvein'
MIgos in the building, what’s up Rich The Kid?
What we pulling up in?
Shit, I might get that Rari
What you say? Aston Martin!
Shit, tell the hoes I’m sorry, young man
Pardon me!
Go!
[Chorus: Quavo]
Bird singing just like Marvin, you niggas out here starving
My diamond is sparkling, I’m rich, nigga, pardon me!
Sorry, might pull up in that Rari
Pardon me, sorry, might pull up that Aston Martin
Bird singing just like Marvin, you niggas out here starving
My diamond is sparkling, I’m rich, nigga, pardon me!
Sorry, might pull up in that Rari
Pardon me, sorry, might pull up that Aston Martin
[Verse 1: OJ Da Juiceman]
Come up in that Rari, they be CG like my [?]
Platinum diamond, got me looking like Atari
Took her for some collard greens yo ho don't say sorry
I’m a walking leach, birds singing like they’re Marvin
Hosted in the trap, brand new Aston Martin
Hundred round drums, hit the band, we’re marching!
Hustling everyday, young nigga, we ain’t starving
Make a play throwing bombs, Brett Farvein'
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