Avalanche E

Papa was a rolling stone but now I got Rolling stones in the bezel Mama at home all Alone hustling tryna keep this shit together Young Nigga smoking on gas I'm living too fast my Foot on the pedal If I go back to The past my niggas ain't know we'd be rocking Coachella If a nigga ever try me or play Me I buy him a iced out shovel Dig Your own grave nigga you played yourself I put Some cats on your schedule If a bitch ever Try to forlay me huh I just sit back And let her Think she come up off the Chores whatever My pockets came with extra cheddar I Can see through the fuck shit I think that My skills getting better With a stick I'm at Peace Mandela I'm willing to feed whoever How can I help it? Nobody judge you but God You Can watch us beat the odds This ain't no Cap no facade Young, rich and black and we Gon' beat the charge I'm spending cash no card I'm liking her natural ass no fraud If she Got a fake ass of course girl ain't nothing Wrong with enhancing it's yours From the back, From the back we enjoy Hundred rack on my Tag with my boy Got the clip poking out We be showing In and out of check out We be knowing In and out, in and out We be going On a 757 boy And my AP same size as the phone Better get you Some bread where you from I spent my mills On a crib Cover myself F&N is my shield I spread the dime go run you a drill If you do the time come home to a Mill Double my seal Sign another deal G6 pills (G6) Money give me chills I make the bitch Hit her knees she kneel I make the stick Hit when I'm in the field I make your Bitch lick it up like eel Spend a hundred Racks on the teeth not a grill Looking at Your diamonds on your neck ain't real Nigga you A bitch let the Draco kill Heard what I Said Spinning your block every day 'til you dead On the edge Codeine my meds Open your legs I fuck with my stick in the bed We Shooting not fighting like Craig bitches they DM They stealing my threads They ain't ever give us Our cred Cut a rose gold with the fresh Ruby red Put a hole in your head not Your legs Put my hands on her head she A pet M-I-G-O nigga that's the set Fuck that PO I'ma just pet Gus in my Lambo it Look like it's albino I hit your bitch she Said "Ouch" hit a high note I'm Richie Rich Like Lionel Count your blessings don't worry 'bout The rivals Grandma told me go read the Bible Should've listened still look at the sky though Sipping, sipping this not the Moscato Bitch I'm Gifted I'm smoking gelato We been the niggas that's Stepping We came in the door and they taking The floor call it repo My doggy gon' bite No Chico Get hit with the Draco and make Him a Rico Ain't shopping Rodeo You wanna see The three Migo then turn on your Vevo The Racko Lamayo Eating up cheese like I ate a Bag of some Cheetos They must forgot we the Migos Straight from the Nawf out the bando I Done been quiet for too long I caught that Cube in this two tone I heard he trapping And tapping his static Tell that boy go get A new phone I done been up copped a New home Avalanche with the blue stone I am The shit can't find the fit My neck is A fridge The rings and wrist I retro the Kicks Ain't giving no kiss I'm giving the dick You staring too long like you seen a ghost So whip out your camera take you a pic So when you get home get back on your Phone Zoom in on the flick and look at The drip She asked me to pay for the Ass to get lift I told her I'm better Off giving you a Lyft Think I'ma put all My trust in a hoe with no benefits Tell Her go jump off a cliff I go two-thirty A cup of that purple Pour ice in my Drink just to keep it on chill Talk all That talk you ain't been in the field Open My bank account it give me chills Takeoff