Migos - I Just Wanna lyrics

[Hook: Offset] I just wanna wake up in the morning Drop the top like I'm a samurai I just wanna a hunna mill House up on the hill Sippin' out the seal Lookin' at the sun rise I just wanna look like I'm a champion I just wanna plug that's a Italian I just wanna live better than average I just wanna (x3) I just wanna live up in the penthouse I just want two b**hes and they give me mouth I just wanna make it out this motherf**ing trap house I just wanna (x3) [Verse 1: Offset] 1991 I was established Momma told me stop trapping and capping Boy you talented I did not listen so I ended up with the savages Stuck in the county couldn't do nothing it was tragedy I just wanna look like I'm the president In the trap everyday man I had perfect attendance All of the re up money I f**ed up and I spent it When I told my momma that we gon' be rich, n***a I meant it I just wanna live like I'm a bachelor Got the chef in the kitchen cooking up caviar Doing hundred in the rari screaming f** the law Got the chopper aiming at you with the monkey balls If I don't got the actavis then it's withdrawl Got the p**y n***a missing like a sick call I just wanna be on top and never ever fall Up and downs in the trap like a see-saw Trap, trapping out the gym without a basketball I just want millions of dollars and partners that shoot you like shottas I got two b**hes they f**ing and swallow Don't love them just swap them [Hook] [Verse 2: Quavo] I just wanna be what I wanna be Got two lambo seats in the old school topless T Cruising like Penelope I grew up on the westside of avenue You can ask everyone about me Game in a knot like a tennis shoe What you gonna do when the feds run into you I came from trying on clothes in the fitting room To locking the doors in the Bentley coupe If my bro drop the pack, then you know I got it The coupe got the gadgets its like robotics Giuseppe Zanotti it mark my body Young rich n***a still walking round with the profit Tell you a story about one little bird One little bird when the pecking on the curb Did he get up, did he fly like a real bird Over the sea with the white like young Spielberg 30 pointer, 40 pointer Look at the Franck Muller Walk in your city I feel like a king I am the ruler (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) Who is the shooter My n***as be trap off the calculator like computer (gone) [Hook]