[Intro: Bobby Shmurda & Takeoff]
Ah ah ah its your boy, Bobby Shmurda, aka, I think that I'm Tom Cruise, man
Straight out the motherfuckin tombs, man
Ah ah ah, free all my real niggas, you heard? ShMigo
ShMigo
Free my nigga Bobby, man
Free my nigga Rowdy, man
Huh?
ShMigo Gang
[Verse 1: Takeoff, Offset & Quavo]
Dabbin' in Maison Margiela, get popped like a kettle, hit you in your cerebellum
I'm seeing stars in my panamera, we went through the pain, but we never let up
Yellow corvette mustard, lambo red ketchup, millionaire nigga, I'm a walking vegetable
These niggas be biting and I'm getting fed up, got your bitch at my condo with both of her legs up
These niggas be talking behind computers with a gun emoji, now he think he a shooter
Eating Benihana, take a trip to Punta Cana, guck it, I might land in Bermuda
Thirty thirty, I got thirty rounds
The shotty make a nigga lose pounds
Harriet Tubman, money underground
You niggas is sick and we got the crown
Diamonds and pearls for my girl, it's a man's world, I feel like James Brown
Smoking power at the Trump tower, nigga, gassing, laughing, watching Richard Pryor
Fuck a job, I don't get paid by the hour
Can't be from the block, I heard you a coward
When you got money it come with the power
I am the supplier, grip money like pliers
Stay with my Glock 40, its extended
Can't wait to pull it, trigger finger itching
Fork in the pot, lets go fishing
My momma always told me don't be trusting bitches
Hit em with it, hit em with it, hit em with it, look at these diamonds like Sonny Liston
Migos fighting in the crowd, looking like Ron Artest versus the Pistons (Quavo)
Ah ah ah its your boy, Bobby Shmurda, aka, I think that I'm Tom Cruise, man
Straight out the motherfuckin tombs, man
Ah ah ah, free all my real niggas, you heard? ShMigo
ShMigo
Free my nigga Bobby, man
Free my nigga Rowdy, man
Huh?
ShMigo Gang
[Verse 1: Takeoff, Offset & Quavo]
Dabbin' in Maison Margiela, get popped like a kettle, hit you in your cerebellum
I'm seeing stars in my panamera, we went through the pain, but we never let up
Yellow corvette mustard, lambo red ketchup, millionaire nigga, I'm a walking vegetable
These niggas be biting and I'm getting fed up, got your bitch at my condo with both of her legs up
These niggas be talking behind computers with a gun emoji, now he think he a shooter
Eating Benihana, take a trip to Punta Cana, guck it, I might land in Bermuda
Thirty thirty, I got thirty rounds
The shotty make a nigga lose pounds
Harriet Tubman, money underground
You niggas is sick and we got the crown
Diamonds and pearls for my girl, it's a man's world, I feel like James Brown
Smoking power at the Trump tower, nigga, gassing, laughing, watching Richard Pryor
Fuck a job, I don't get paid by the hour
Can't be from the block, I heard you a coward
When you got money it come with the power
I am the supplier, grip money like pliers
Stay with my Glock 40, its extended
Can't wait to pull it, trigger finger itching
Fork in the pot, lets go fishing
My momma always told me don't be trusting bitches
Hit em with it, hit em with it, hit em with it, look at these diamonds like Sonny Liston
Migos fighting in the crowd, looking like Ron Artest versus the Pistons (Quavo)
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