Dab Migos & Skippa Da Flippa

[Intro: Takeoff & DJ Durel]
PSA, Public Service Announcement
We have situation on our hands
It's out of control
It's about time for you motherfuckers bow down
Young rich niggas
Migo gang

[Chorus: Takeoff]
Blowing shit up just like Osama Bin Laden
Dressed in all black like it's The Great Gatsby
You be super saving hoes and you know these bitches nasty
Running 'round the lobby dressed in custom fashion niggas dabbin'
Huh, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab
You know a nigga dab, what you call it?
Dab, dab, dab, huh, dab, dab, dab, huh, dab, dab, dab
Young rich nigga dabbin'

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Dab, dab, dab
Rest in pieces niggas they saying swag
Took your bitch to my player pad
Fucked her in my minks she still make her take a cab
Most of you niggas don't know the half
I came along way from that trap and cap
Put them bricks on the map
Now a young nigga be whippin' slabs and I trap and dab
Givenchy Skinnies & my lenses vintage
And if I need to go to Britan my plug is British
The way I got the Call of Duty chopper bet a hunnid my nigga won't miss
My niggas be fucking that bitch you gon' kiss her
Pussy nigga taking selfie pictures
Migo Jerz hundred round extension
Heavy artillery in the Sprinter
Migo Way just like Carlito Way
Steak and shrimp all on my dinner plate
TMZ said they shot at Migos SUV
Comparing a nigga to Scarface
I feel like I'm on the edge nigga don't push me
Call me young Takeoff Mace
Travelling from state to state
So much water in the pot it caused a tidal wave