Migos — Formula

[Hook: Quavo] Young niggas on the block they ain't give a shit We had to get it We can lose it all today I know we still gon' get it This the life that we choose and make I know we made a milli But you can throw it all away I know we still gon' get it They want the formula (formula) The formula (the formula) Everybody wanna get the formula They want the formula (formula) The formula (The formula) They'll try to take your life to get the formula [Verse 1: Quavo] They'll try to take your life just for the formula That why I keep my money and my strap like armour truck You say young niggas ain't got no money you think that's harming us? Make you believe in Santa Claus, Santa's sack is on us I know that they hate that I came off a bag I don't have to boast or brag just look at the cash Nigga don't make me mad That's why I had to put extensions in all of my mags All of my life young nigga would get into something Young nigga came up off of nothing Now I got to learn the different lingo taking private jets across the country You niggas still waiting on your momma Somebody shine the lights upon them You know that you need it, you want it Migo the moment they say that we stole it Really, I think that we earned it And the picture we burnt it All of my life I wanted this shit, put my name on the jersey [Hook: Quavo] Young niggas on the block they ain't give a shit We had to get it We can lose it all today I know we still gon' get it This the life that we choose and make I know we made a milli But you can throw it all away I know we still gon' get it They want the formula (formula) The formula (the formula) Everybody wanna get the formula They want the formula (formula) The formula (The formula) They'll try to take your life to get the formula [Verse 2: Takeoff] Chef Boyardee I got the formula Remember trapping midget when I was coming up I'm on the block all night till the sunrise same time that you be getting up Pulling up, hopping out dirty artillery hit you for your pack then we gon speed it up Remember the bando days We selling the formula it's a pot and a stove on the furniture Young nigga trapping bags On the block with Cam running from the fucking tag Robbing the goon old man Hop in the jag, young nigga hit the dash One thing about the migo line nigga know we living fast Whole lot of cash, OG cash bag in the Jag ain't gotta dash Walk in the mall, nigga don't check the price tag just throw it in the bag Ain't tryna [?] the ticket don't come at all if you ain't got the cash Make a play get the cash right back so fast like flash Fuck it up and take it rodeo yo' ass It ain't swag we call it dab Money bags whole slab! [Hook: Quavo] Young niggas on the block they ain't give a shit We had to get it We can lose it all today I know we still gon' get it This the life that we choose and make I know we made a milli But you can throw it all away I know we still gon' get it They want the formula (formula) The formula (the formula) Everybody wanna get the formula They want the formula (formula) The formula (The formula) They'll try to take your life to get the formula [Verse 3: Offset] Offset! Ok We blowin' their mind They think that we signed You run up on me then your life on the line If you do not grind then you will not shine Lil' babies is crying I'm grippin' my 9 Formula, formula, formula I got the ingredients turn you to a bachelor Diamonds from Africa, smoking on [?] Run with the sack then my niggas gon' tackle ya Lil' bitches in the kitchen water whippin' makin' chickens bout to buy me a Bentley Call up Flippa he gon' grab extensions hit the nigga make the nigga get some stitches Bought the semi smoke him like a chimney The sins I committed the lord gon' forgive me The flow we invented you niggas is pitiful [?] laugh at you fuck niggas due niggas Can you keep a chicken for my leverage if you make me a whole milli Cheap bags call it [?] I got the eagles I'm not from Phili [?] Is on you bentley no [?] Giving out shots nigga no needle Three amigos we the new Beatles Smashin' your bitch got her in the fetal [Hook: Quavo] Young niggas on the block they ain't give a shit We had to get it We can lose it all today I know we still gon' get it This the life that we choose and make I know we made a milli But you can throw it all away I know we still gon' get it They want the formula (formula) The formula (the formula) Everybody wanna get the formula They want the formula (formula) The formula (The formula) They'll try to take your life to get the formula