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migos - what y'all doin lyrics

[hook: quavo]
all the real n-ggas locked up in prison
most my n-ggas robbin’ or either k!llin’
some my n-ggas on the block drug dealin’
i just wanna know, what y’all doin’?
all the real n-ggas locked up in prison
most my n-ggas robbin’ or either k!llin’
some my n-ggas on the block drug dealin’
i just wanna know, what y’all doin’?

[verse 1: quavo]
what y’all doin’? what y’all doin’?
gotta make a difference in your own hood
feel like will smith, i see millions, i’m gonna pursue it
if my momma told me if i came up short it’s all good
no i had to tell my mom sorry, i could picture me in that ‘rari
after all the pain that we went through
i don’t even wanna rewind it
free all my n-ggas went down in the system
send the green dot cause i miss ’em
r.i.p. my n-gga pistol, can’t believe the bullet hit him
sometimes a young n-gga might wanna cry
but i can’t let you n-ggas see it
it was in my soul takin’ flats and gold
juugin’ round the city for no reason
juug season, that’s what a young n-gga called it, juug season
in the jungle, i survived every season

[verse 2: offset]
what are you doin’? you had money, you blew it
you had dreams on the court, didn’t have no support
all these n-ggas they stuck in the system
police keep k!llin’ my people
trap on the block with the reefer
tryin’ to count up the monifa
beating the pot i might sneak her
used to kick doors for new sneakers
can’t trust no b-tch cause the sneakin’
i step out that, shoot through your back call you ricky
now i got riches so b-tches they miss me
wanna know what you been doin’ all this time
why you ain’t got no money on your mind
together we stand, we fall apart then we divide
f-ck the police we might start up a riot
this sh-t is so pitiful, had to pay money for my n-gga’s funeral
that was my n-gga we had so much unity
i got in my heart, he on top and he smilin’
used to talk about a f-ckin’ rivalry
what about police that take a bribery?
they don’t give a f-ck about people in poverty
don’t got no property
this a democracy, no apology

[verse 3: takeoff]
some of my n-ggas on the block right now
most of my n-ggas kick doors right now
run up on a n-gga tryna rob, got a 100 round drum right now
most of my n-ggas court, judge don’t drop the hammer down
no tony parker, i came a long way from that starter
i’m thanking god cause i never had to ride that marta
now my diamonds flawless, make a n-gga nauseous
that n-gga fresher than carlton, tryna f-ck on ms. parker
remember wanna be a monster, n-ggas playin’ cops and robbers
ever since a youngin’ i was a problem
i was a leader, never was a follower
i got your ho in my condo, she poppin’ it
you n-ggas b-tches, you n-ggas be gossiping’
if a n-gga want it, i’ma go get it
my n-gga we break it we split it
we takin’ riches cause n-ggas jumpin’ them fences

- migos lyrics

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