Migos — Tim Westwood Freestyle

[First instrumental] [Quavo] One man, honcho Truck load, ammo All black, suit and tie, don't move in camo Gloves on, no Evie Trigger finger forever ready One man, one machete Out the jungle, turn you to spaghetti [Takeoff] Nigga be acting like they are so real I pull out that chopper let 'em niggas see how it feel Sippin' on actavis, you know how I live Mansion acre got a hunnid M's [Offset] Migo my family We got some unity Believe in loyalty Hit you with choppas, fuck with the quarter be We got more currency We got more diamonds Look at them diamonds Shinin', they shinin' Make your bitch blind man We is so stupid [Quavo] Migo Bands came with a whole lot of gold Bankroll got the bitches bad on the pole Pull up to the club, I let it go let it go They call me young Quavo throw, young Quavo throw [Offset] We get ignorant in the club We throwed them hunnids not no ones [Quavo] Throwing them hunnids we fuck them whole by the firm [Takeoff] Step in the club Pocket full of hundred, no ones [Offset] Choppa longer than an arm Blow you up-- [Takeoff (Quavo)] (Ring the alarm) Saddam Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm) My nigga got bombs, trap out of farms [Quavo] Ooh Bust and rollin' my arm Bust and rollin' my pinky Ooh Pulling up what's in yo cup Ooh sippin' it's pinky [Offset] Ooh Look at my pinky Look at my pinky and its winkin' Got yo bitch blinkin' She suckin' fuckin' the semen [Takeoff] Suckin' and fuckin' I call her big pinky [Offset] What you looking at What you copying What you mimickin'? Migo flow Pull up in the Lamborghini drop the top I'm hella fidget and I fuck they ho [Quavo] Hold up we getting warmed up Just like my Chevy T- top SS pull up, took your ho Fresh and press [Offset] Thanking the lord cuz a nigga blessed Keep the 4.5 pussy nigga, so do not test [Quavo] 50 thousand on my motherfuckin' neck Nigga tryna take my chain in DC I had to leave his ass wet We ain't gon' speak on that All black shit [Offset] Tell the truth Migos my family, so nigga fuck you [Second instrumental] [Intro: Quavo, (Takeoff) & Offset] Okay! (free my boy! free Bobby!) you know that Shmigo all the way (free Rowdy!) Shmigo! (Shmigo Gang!) [Quavo] You know what it is Free the Shmigo gang, them my posse yeah [Offset] Oh And we take your ho Pull up in the Lamborghini with that big .44 Young rich nigga came from the fucking kitchen Whippin', whippin', whippin' Whippin', whippin', whippin' Niggas talkin' bout we ain't getting money boy that's fiction Look at all my diamonds, and my diamonds water drippin' [Quavo] With the boards on the window? Bitch, that's bando Shout-out to my nigga Bando Bo in the bando Shout-out to my boy Takeoff he was cooking them chickens But he graduated, now he got a whole meal ticket [Takeoff] Got a meal ticket, came from whippin' chicken Yeah I come in the bando where y'all know I'm water whippin' Servin all these junkies came from long way red monkey Used to rock them red monkeys in the Trap House had that skunky Niggas on the block and I'm getting a lot of money These niggas know I'm sipping seals in the Sunday [Offset] Honestly we still sipping seals, double seals Sipping Actavis, that mud on me, now bitch, how you feel Overseas flow, take your ho over the water She ain't never seen a nigga say "bonjour" I got left wrist and it looks like it's a clock Oh my god! That's a Rolly wet, it's flooded with these rocks I was selling rocks, started on the block Now I'm overseas, I get a 50 for a walk [Quavo] I got lots of money, I got lots of money Came a long way from kicking doors and grippin' that Tommy You might think you're funny, I was pushing onions Looking for nothing, and now I'm fucking something They thought I wouldn't make it, bad bitches hating Fuck niggas hating, they contemplating On a nigga plane, sleeping like they xans Every time you see young Quavo, I'm having bands Shout-out to my big brother Bandz in the Lamb Going real crazy, doing donuts like the m... [Offset] YRN the label, ain't no motherfucking favor When we geeked up off that molly, we geeking just like Fabo [Quavo] Pop one bean Pop one, two, young Quavo on the scene When I growed up I wanted to be a king [Offset] Wanted to be the king, look at my pinky ring Look at your bitch in the kitchen, whippin' and whippin' that thing I don't pay her nothing, won't give her a single dollar After she cook up the chicken, she gon' come and swallow Pass her to my brother Quavo, Quavo pass to Takeoff Takeoff kick that bitch up out the house, that bitch gotta Takeoff [Quavo] Free my nigga Bobby Bitch Hoes in the lobby, bitch Ooh, diamonds look like coffee, bitch [Offset] Dreams in the 'Rari, bitch What the fuck you mean, piss on all these niggas, no sorry bitch Lame ass square, looking at my diamonds on my wrist, it's chandelier We hang out with boss niggas, don't hang out with queers We gon' make them terrified, we might cut off his ear Might cut off his neck, we don't give a fuck We doing anything for checks, bet Fuck with the Tec These niggas they acting like they really sipping on Actavis, but they sippin' Hi-Tec [Takeoff] Or maybe they Qualitas Watson, ain't really sipping that Ain't really sipping shit, I'm sipping Actavis Check my refrigerator, 50 pints in I can't tell you how I got 'em, in [Quavo] Hold on, check my fucking safe 50 xans, 50 bags in, 50 bags of kush in [Offset] Change the beat up, we can go some more! [Third instrumental] [Quavo] My pinky ring look like the Georgia Dome Tryna take it on I'ma take off your dome Everybody see Young Quavo pullin' in the Lamb I said it before and I'ma say it again Big Bandz that's my friend, I ain't talking bout no motherfuckin' clocks I'm talkin' bout Benjis, in my muthafuckin sock [Offset] When I got ice drip, drip, drip Had your bitch in the kitchen when she whip, whip, whip Whip a nigga take a trip Takeoff tip Overseas a make her [Takeoff] Put the dope up on her lip I make her get out here Niggas know I don't fuck with no queer I'm sipping Actavis you niggas sipping beer They looking at me cuz I'm not from round here Christian Louboutins red bottom of a murder scene I'm clean like Listerine Just stepped up on the scene [Fourth instrumental] [Offset] Rich nigga shit we ain't worried about a bitch All I count is Benjamins bitch [Quavo] And I keep the AK with a banana clip Graat your whole clique [Takeoff] And you niggas ain't never hit a lick if it ain't no kick door Pull up on the block and I be serving all them C notes [Offset] Serving all those C notes We got packs of the coke and indo [Quavo] Remember last time we finessed that fuckin migo [Takeoff] Finessed that flamingo yeah we finessed that flamingo Howard D. was loyal about 50 thousand [?] [Offset] After the nigga hit the juug screaming out "bingo" Counting all this cheese nigga like it is a cheeto [Quavo] Counting all this cheese then I split it up with Lingo Counting all this cheese then I gave it all to Lingo [Takeoff] Speaking on Lingo Go get that Migo Lingo Gotta protect my millions Shoutout my lil bro Lingo [Offset] YRN Lingo, YRN label Domingo, Mango Foo I can't forget Migo Bands We got plenty of em Shout out to my neighborhood crips Shout out my GD folks Pull up in black Lambos Its bros over hoes These hoes get exposed [Takeoff] Look at my pinky, you can tell it is froze I'm dabbin' over here, foreign clothes [Quavo] Pussy niggas sweet just like some lemon You sweet just like some lemon And I know you gonna go to jail and you gon' turn sour just like a motherfucking lemon [Fifth instrumental] [Offset] She don't wanna be a freak no more, I know that ho lyin' Look how she be lookin' at my diamonds [Quavo] Ain't gon' lie that bitch fine ass hell Ain't gon' lie that bitch like She makes them birds sing like Patti LaBelle (Brrrrrrrrrrr!) [Takeoff] And shouts out to beam boom that shell [Quavo] Shouts out to beam boom that shell [Takeoff] You gonna catch the L Cause this gonna be hell My niggas ducking, dodging 12 What's up Offset [?] Shouts out to DJ Durel, give'em hell [Quavo] Shout out to my manager Rel He can book a damn show, he can book a bag in When he going to the club, he coming out with bag in [Offset] Hold up let me thank my brother I wouldn't be here if it wasn’t for these two They sittin' next to me they had a mill and a coupe When I got up outta jail like a fruit loop My diamonds hittin' off the roof (Ooh, ooh, ooh) [Takeoff] Smokin' on cookie I fuck with no rookies I fuck foreign bitches I just want pussy I just want money, ain't nothing funny Y'all niggas keep laughing Chopper gone dump [Sixth instrumental] [Takeoff] We gone tell'em, when it come to that walk through Looking at my diamonds they gon' cost you [Quavo] I put on Louboutins house shoes Shoot at your nigga and your house too [Offset] When you the king, you make all the rules And when you the king you rock all these jewels [Takeoff] Smokin' gas yea I blow like oom Blowing up like a balloon [Quavo] And I think your lost your mind like you took shrooms [Offset] And I think I seen your bitch in Quavo's room [Quavo] Yes, you did [Takeoff] [?] animal yeah we takin' off to the moon YRN the Album coming soon [Seventh instrumental] [Offset] Can a nigga hang Can a nigga bang Hittem with the chopper, nigga we create a flyin' [Takeoff] Hop out with the chopper my nigga The trappin' happin' we can make it happin' [Offset] Came from the bottom my niggas stackin' Stackin' and stackin' we got make my momma happy [Quavo] Look at my diamonds shinin' Look at your bitch she whinin' Sangin' like one of the Winans Pull up, young Quavo timin' Always off cause I'm always late Got a bad bitch I don't never wanna take a date But my, look at my watch She always wanna take a motherfuckin' skatin' [Offset] Told that bitch wait If you ain't tryna fuck bitch, keep the fuck out of my place Gotta give me face Peep the pussy pass it to my partner Bitch you got erased We get that money everyday and we live And a nigga got two kids We pull up in the Lamborghini, Bentley what it is My diamonds cold like fridge [Takeoff] We pull in the Lamborghini flexing on a bitch I'm fucking your bitch We try caressing on a bitch Y'all niggas ain't flexing on a bitch [Quavo] Fingers looking like Mayweather Shine in any day or weather Young Quavo they call me clever Clever as ever I'm the baddest that you've ever seen Balmain fucking jeans Pullin' up on any scene with that chopper and that fucking Beam [Offset] Hold up niggas do not talk to me I'm the like the president sippin' Actavis my medicine I'm thankin' the Lord everyday, momma say it's the reverends And niggas be flexing, talking bout you spent this on your necklace [Takeoff] Talking about you in the game, y'all some rookies We you now know, that we some veterans [Quavo] Who the hell better than M-I-G-O-S We'll put it to the test We would put anything on it We can put anything on a bill, hundred mill [Takeoff] And I bet we move that shit forreal [Quavo] And if we lose we gon' take it from ya And if we lose we gon' take it from ya [Offset] Real shit, real spill Hit'em with the chopper right up in the grill I don't give a fuck where the fuck you live I don't give a fuck what they say about ya We gon' pull up on ya We gon' see ya about ya Now your body rotting [Quavo] It's three bad guys in the industry Who the hell is them guys be Three bad guys in the industry Who the hell could them guys be (Migos) [Takeoff] One of them guys is me [Quavo] Woo I think one of them is me [Offset] Ooh I know one of them me [Eighth instrumental] [Offset] Westwood, you can not beat us, we are undefeated I pull up in the Lamborghini, two seated Your bitch she gon' seat in it Greeted one time I texted one time And she come over I beat it But I never skeeted Never keep it we gon' leave it [Takeoff] Leave it to Bieber [Offset] Caught your bitch on cheaters [Quavo] Okay he said leave it to Bieber Caught your bitch on cheaters Cause she cheating with me With me [Offset] Pull up in the Lamborghini, hurtin' they feelings Bitch you wanna fuck me cause a nigga got millions I don't give a fuck bout how you're feeling Chopper with the SK (Grow, bow, bow, bow) [Quavo] This is as long as a nigga rap [Ninth instrumental] [Quavo] Pull up in the Lamb, man I took your ho And I'm from the A, I say my name Quavo Pull up in that Rolls, everything rose gold, fo sho Like my money, DJ Durel, fuck 12 Here they come, two feet I bail Never got caught, never was snitch Had a lotta bricks Kick doors and hit licks [Takeoff] Then I fucked your bitch [Offset] And she did some tricks, sittin' on my dick Let me get it with the drop drop, ooh, ooh, ooh I'm dabbin', dabbin' I'm the king of this dab shit Come through dabbin' on your bitch fuck her real quick You would never know, I would never tell a soul Quavo walked up in the room, passed her to my bro [Quavo] Then I passed that ho to li'l Coach We high five, high five We high five, high five [Offset] Switcharoo I've seen it live Switcharoo put it on Fox 5 [Quavo] I'd put it on Pornhub, but she ain't got it I smashed your ho in the 'Rari I don't know how I did it cause the Rari's a coupe I just got head I was just playin' with you fools