Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Can, artist - Migos.
Date of issue: 17.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Can |
I can, I can, I can |
I will, I am gon' count up them bands |
I bought a brand new time piece |
And it came with a bad bitch pants |
I bought a Pyrex pot put it next to my wrist |
And I look at it dance |
Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer |
Percocet, molly, and xans (percy) |
Tiptoeing on the gazebo |
Pulling up ballin' like Z-Bo |
I am connected to kilos |
Fifty gang members got Rico |
Young nigga trapped by the peep-hole |
Late to the game got your seat stole |
You tried to pull up with that little bowl |
My niggas pull up with that truckload |
Backwards stouts, eggrolls |
Ain’t having clout doing free shows |
Everybody know she the cheap hoe |
I’m in my bag, Tortitos |
When I pull up it’s the Migos |
Please tell your girl keep her knees close |
Cuz' we shooting shots like freethrows |
Money coming three ways like Cee Lo (three) |
I can, I can, I can |
I will, I am gon count out them bands |
I bought a brand new time piece |
And it came with a bad bitch pants |
I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist |
And I look at it dance |
Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer |
Percocet, molly, and xans (percy) |
Codeine on top of my stand |
Right there by the extra handgun |
They told me I couldn’t, when I can |
We still make transactions off a Samsung (brrt) |
I beat the pot using both arms (beat it up) |
I keep that drink when that drought come |
Takeoff from 12, it’s a mile run (12) |
Act in my pimp cup like Don Juan (Act!) |
Never forget where you came from (no!) |
Preach to these niggas like Farrakhan (preach) |
I teach you lil niggas like Daniel-San |
Then blow up the spot like Saddam (Hussein) |
I’m at the top of the renaissance |
I fuck her face til it’s numb (ay) |
Hundred round drum |
I’m in the slums, grippin' some, no Grey Poupon |
Uh I can, I can, I can |
I will, I am gon' count out them bands |
I bought a brand new time piece |
And it came with a bad bitch pants |
I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist |
And I look at it dance |
Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer |
Percocet, molly, and xans (percy) |
Call up Migos, work the work like the Mexicans |
Similar to the OG, I’m a veteran |
Breakdown the backwood fill up with cannabis |
I’m on the molly, percocet, and xanax |
Shoot with the chopper, I might hit your granddad |
We the wave nigga, you ride the bandwagon |
You tryna get it We young rich and been havin' |
Long hair don’t care like I’m Lenny Kravitz |
Real niggas only you pussy faggots |
Bought a new chain, call it 20 Savage |
Bricks now, used to serve crack addicts |
My bitch like Mariah, no Nick Cannon |
My young nigga wild’n out with the cannon |
Still flex on my ex bitch she can’t stand it 20 bags from LA, they just landed |
Graduated from trap school, did outstanding |
Walk in the strip club like the marching band |
Four rings on me Nigga I might not shake your hand (young rich nigga) |
Mexicans strapped like a Taliban |
I can hear the snake on my neck rattling |
All this water like a nigga was paddling |
Hi-tech and Actavis mix up the medicine |
Perc and the lean I bet you feel better then |
Eatin' at Cheetahs, I guess I’m a gentleman |
I want the plug I don’t talk to the middleman |
Geeked the whole trap up, I need me some Ritalin |
Nigga my best friend first name is Benjamin |
Three bitches, salt pepper and the cinnamon |
Still fuck the law we be breakin' and bendin' them |
No more catchin' bags now, we sendin' them |
Old school dirty bird, Brian Finneran |
Used to want a bag now I got ten of them |
I can, I can, I can |
I will, I am gon' count out them bands |
I bought a brand new time piece |
And it came with a bad bitch pants |
I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist |
And I look at it dance |
Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer |
Percocet, molly, and xans (percy) |