| Dope on the scale, man you never seen it
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| Hundred band juug, no you never hit it
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| You never been down the road to riches
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| This the story I tell so you pay attention
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| Cold turkey, yeah we had to eat it
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| So I take the pot and fucking beat it
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| You never been down the road to riches
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| Take your pen and your pad cause you gonna need it
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| Trap money, me and my dogs spend it
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| Your bitch, me and my dogs hit it
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| Drop the head on the Bentley then fall in it
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| When we dropped Versace, then y’all did it
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| They hate that we came from the Northside
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| Then linked in the city, got mob ties
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| They hate that we came in with plenty jewels
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| Young nigga just dabbin' first day of school
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| Remember the days with the pocket rockets
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| Turned the bando to a fucking hot pocket
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| It’s a million dollars in the corner pocket
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| I just share the rock like I’m John Stockton
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| African diamonds, Olajuwon, Houston Rockets
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| My niggas they got 'stendos on their guns, they go up out it
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| Ain’t no need to talk about it
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| Megaton trucks, it don’t weigh enough
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| Had to take out the plug, he was switching up
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| You mad cause your label do finger fucks
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| QC the label got mega bucks
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| Gas off in the back of the spinner bus
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| Say that you trapping, really you got touch and bust
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| This is the life of the Hefty bags
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| You know that them ounces don’t weigh enough
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| I came a long way from dropping the fishes
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| Finessing the plug for his riches
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| Wake up in the morning, I go grab the spatula
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| Walk in the kitchen and whip me a chicken
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| Her wrist is a Masi, my neck is a Bentley
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| Blue Benjamins that can pay your tuition
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| Lupe said that Activis been discontinued
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| Double cup, a nigga still be sipping
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| Got a plug out in Mississippi
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| Wrap it up, ship it to Finland
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| I trap out the bando, don’t trap out the trap house
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| And whatever you with, we with it
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| Came a long way from that midget
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| Money taller than a midget
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| I keep the mac like a midget
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| Mama we made us a milli, we did it
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| Fuck the negativity, fuck the critics
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| They hate that that money start coming
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| And I be too fresh, I call it double mints
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| I was on the block, you was on punishment
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| Giuseppe stepping, and my diamonds they compliments
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| QC my label, and that’s my establishment
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| Supercharge my Bentley, I call it Clark Kent
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| Me and my niggas spread the butter, margarine
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| Marvin the Martian, got Raris, I cut off the engines
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| Now park it
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| You can catch a bullet in your carcass
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| 100 band juug, and you wasn’t a part
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| I took the plug off and we had a departure
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| You telling a story bout me, I’m the author
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| These bitches be choosing, they digging my posture
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| Whipping babies, I’m not talking bout toddlers
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| Similac in on these baby bottles
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| Little babies get stepped on they call me stepfather |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Story I Tell , by - Migos. Song from the album Rich Ni**a Timeline, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп