Album Name

Culture III

Artist

Migos

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2021.06.11

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

M-M-M-Murda
Yeah Suu
Let's take a modern day stroll Woah
This is the modern day hoe
Last time I checked
we were runnin' the globe Go
I'm 'bout to go fingerfold
Two knock two times
it's a brick at the door
Two time
Somebody blowin' up
lil' mama phone Brrt
Lil' nigga just come
get your hoe Brrt brrt
I'm talking Patek
on the wrist Ooh
Baguette go and dance
on a bitch 'Guettes
You know that bitch
too thick Yeah
You can't even see
the pants on that bitch Bad
The way that we spinnin' Yeah
Spinnin' in hellcats
goin' Taz on a kit Spin
She wanna pop a G6 Pop
She suckin' on dick
until six Yeah еugh
I make a movie
I'm going Michael Bay Yеah
Huncho the sensei 'Cho
The way that I'm moving
we going motorcade
Move the tactical way Tactical
I need the backend
this way Ooh backend
Somebody packin'
this way Packin'
She get to clappin'
that way Ooh dat way
You don't got the answers
like Sway Yeah Sway
Fuck it I'm coolin' Woo
I'm in the coupe with the top
and I'm wavin' a coolant Wavin'
Switch and go doolie Yeah
With a bad bitch
and I play with her mind
and her coochie Coochie
I'm still Ratta-toolie Ooh woo
I got a pipe that's so big it
look like Chattahoochee Whip
We not the Fugees Yeah
I'll go foolie if a nigga
try to Three Stooge us Uh
Break a brick down nigga
break a brick down nigga
Yeah brick
Break a bitch down nigga
break a bitch down nigga
Yeah bitch
Word around town nigga
heard your ass get around
nigga Heard
Get the fuck from 'round nigga
you ain't even from the town
nigga Yeah Takeoff
Where the fuck he
came from Where
When she see the Don
she givin' me some
The 'Rari came red like a plum Red
The streets like the sound
I gotta ride with a drum
keep smoke in my lungs Smoke
Arabian bitch in the passenger seat
Like she got a illegal bomb Bomb
Baguette the charm
rainbow Daytona
I Lucky Charm the arm Charm
That bitch is borin' oh
that's your main
Come get her
can't help it she gone
Count up a bag
but know we ain't tourin'
If it ain't my money
I think it's annoyin'
Pop me a Perc' Perc'
with a cup full of purp' Purp'
When I hop in the 'vert
with no key and I storm Skrrt
BB the belt and I VV the arm BB
Hop on the P-J
go visit the farm Phew
Indoor and outdoor
whatever you want
Put that lil' boy
'cause my money grown
I know some niggas got rich
off of zones Rich off of zones
Made double digits
off Apple iPhones Brrt
Throw that shit on
I get fly like a drone
Put dick in her once
she won't leave me alone Leave
Kapital bones the wallet is chrome
They say that the opp'
been lovin' the song
Eat up the dab
when they come around
And then go and
put everything we got on
If I got a plate
you know that he ate
I'm too blessed and one thing
I can't do is hate Nah
I like what you what you doin'
just humble yourself
And know we the ones
that opened the gate
Open the gate uh
Break a brick down nigga
break a brick down nigga
Yeah brick
Break a bitch down nigga
break a bitch down nigga
Yeah bitch
Word around town nigga
heard your ass get around
nigga Hey
Get the fuck from 'round nigga
Woo woo woo you ain't even
from the town nigga
Yeah Offset
Big body Urus Big body
fast and the furious Vyoom
Grippin' my MAC
watch the rear of the mirror
Who dat
Baguettes on my neck
on the Lear'
I'm superior Lear'
Two-fifty each ear what you say
I can't hear Huh
Shoot dices my prices
they lower than Sears Low
She ride the dick
speed it up by the gear Go
Dropped out of school
'cause I didn't wanna hear Nah
I was thinkin' 'bout makin'
a M every period Yessir
Got my shit out the block Block
Seventeen hot tryna plot
on the guap Hey
Fuck that bitch
I had to go and get a knot Knot
I was on the block
ain't knowin' 'bout a yacht Who
Stick in my crotch
Audemars watch Bah
Burberry shots
I was curvin' a thot Curve
Got baby KK a Birkin
why not KK
Bought a AK
fell in love when I shot AK
We beat 'em in dough
What else
we beat 'em in hoes What else
We beat 'em in clothes
What else
we beat 'em in Lambos
on the road What else
Hold up my wrist
it got rocks like Hov Hov
These boys are my kids
don't talk no more Shh
I'm stuffin' dick in the back
of this hoe Huh
My Rollie got Skittles
you taste the rainbow Skittles
Kick down the door
lay 'em down Kurtis Blow God
Cop on the low in the Nawf
it don't go Nah
Bad but bitch ain't got
nothin' to give Shawty bad
I'm the dad in this industry
I got some kids Dad
She wanna fuck me I know
I can see it I can see it
Just for some clout
niggas jump off a bridge Clout
I had the drop on the opp'
and we slid Drop
I don't be gamblin' my dawg
that's the wig Wig
Make the money eight ways
I'm a squid Eight ways
He tellin' he yellin'
he work with the pigs Woo
Break a brick down nigga
break a brick down nigga
Yeah brick
Break a bitch down nigga
break a bitch down nigga
Yeah bitch
Word around town nigga
heard your ass get
around nigga Hey
Get the fuck from 'round nigga
you ain't even
from the town nigga Yeah