Zaytoven - Formula lyrics

[Hook: Quavo] Young n***as on the block they ain't give a sh** 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 n***as 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 n***a don't make me mad That's why I had to put extensions in all of my mags All of my life young n***a would get into something Young n***a came up off of nothing Now I got to learn the different lingo taking private jets across the country You n***as 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 sh**, put my name on the jersey [Hook: Quavo] Young n***as on the block they ain't give a sh** 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 n***a trapping bags On the block with Cam running from the f**ing tag Robbing the goon old man Hop in the jag, young n***a hit the dash One thing about the migo line n***a know we living fast Whole lot of cash, OG cash bag in the Jag ain't gotta dash Walk in the mall, n***a 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 f** it up and take it rodeo yo' a** It ain't swag we call it dab Money bags whole slab! [Hook: Quavo] Young n***as on the block they ain't give a sh** 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 n***as gon' tackle ya Lil' b**hes in the kitchen water whippin' makin' chickens bout to buy me a Bentley Call up Flippa he gon' grab extensions hit the n***a make the n***a 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 n***as is pitiful [?] laugh at you f** n***as due n***as 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 n***a no needle Three amigos we the new Beatles Smashin' your b**h got her in the fetal [Hook: Quavo] Young n***as on the block they ain't give a sh** 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