Migos - Jabroni lyrics

[Intro] [Hook: Quavo] I growed up lookin' up to wrestlin' I found it was fake and started hustlin' Momma told me if you put the muscle in You gon' make a lot of f**in' millions Call it M&Ms, M&M, M&Ms, M&M You gon' make a lot of f**in' millions Call it M&Ms, M&M [Verse 1: Quavo] Chinchilla on, it's a hundred degrees All this ice on, body on freeze Came up runnin' from the police Now I got the M&Ms, I tell the pig freeze Remember bad b**hes used to want me spendin' cheese Now I'm on TV, I get the p**y just for free And I like my money straight no perm just for me If you try to catch up with me, yeah I'm out your league Went and copped the Lambo just for the speed I took your hoe and had to put her on her knees Row your boat, her mouth is water like the sea The p**y got me sea-sick, I need some Dramamine [Verse 2: Offset] Offset My dreams was drivin' the Phantom In reality I was just trappin', all the robberies and the kidnappin' It's a dirty game, you need napkin When you got millions, they'll try to a**a**in When it come to music, got a pa**ion We legendary, not the average Takeoff [Verse 3: Takeoff] All of my n***as had dreams, I put on my Louis Vuitton, in red carpet scene On the block, tryna' make some work, had to sort the fiend Had to pick the pot, Billie Jean I was a regular n***a now people call me a celebrity n***a Walkin' around with the M&M, M&M n***as They call me a decimal n***a Feeling like Peter Pipper walkin' around with 'em peppers I might go and pet me a n***a Pull up in the Bentley with the bullet proof windows Migos sellin' out the staple center [Verse 4: Mac Miller] My homies told me stop being modest and stunt a lil' Cause most of these rappers just rap, and they never touch a mil I'm just being honest This God, he done made us prophets to profit No other option, my pockets is on Uncle Phil b**hes audition for me, I keep her runnin' drills Ain't no controllin' these hoes, the dome is mentally ill d**h to the enemy, ain't no rest til the d**h of me Got a lock, penitentiary Money mountains, Beverly Hills Woah, it's Mac of all trades Anything you all need sh** I have it all day It's big cash small change, goin' fast in all lanes They was sleepin' on me, but I got 'em adderall wake now There's no denying me, bonified fire every time I speak the champ One man dynasty walk Why you sensitive, feminine I've arrived, let me in motherf**er Got damn [Hook: Quavo] I growed up lookin' up to wrestlin' I found it was fake and started hustlin' Momma told me if you put the muscle in You gonna make a lot of f**in' millions Call it M&Ms, M&M, M&Ms, M&M You gonna make a lot of f**in' millions Call it M&Ms, M&M