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Migos Feat. Polo G - Malibu (Official Audio)

Hear the the official audio for Migos Feat. Polo G - "Anti Social" Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here: https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIII Follow Migos on socials:   / migos     / themigosatl     / migos   Migos Feat. Polo G "Malibu " Lyrics: [Intro: Offset] Buss down, y’know what I’m sayin’ (Producer Tag: Poo You A Fool For This One) Hey Hey Hey [Chorus: Offset] I bought me a drop (drop) I’m switchin’ out hoes and thots (switch out the thots) I Richie’d the watch (Richie) I made me an M on the spot (M on the spot) I took 25 hoes in Malibu on my yacht (25 hoes) I got 25 M’s in the bank, no cap, no lie (certified) [Verse: Offset] Run up an M, ain’t tripping (run it up) Chrome Hearts cross, I’m Christian (Chrome Hearts) Sippin’ on dirt, no whiskey (dirt) Bought me a spurt, big Bentley (spurt) I’m from the Nawf, put a hole in your boss And then call me a lil’ bitty 50 (50 ball) I bought a ‘Cat with a wide body back Take it out to burn out, and go fishing (skrrt, hey) [Verse: Polo G] You did this shit with handouts, it wasn’t no help If you think I’d cross, and take my mans out, just killed so In the trenches, 40 on my hip, I had to fix my belt Can’t listen to critics, ‘cause they can’t relate to shit I felt Chrome Hearts, Fendi prints, shopping sprees, expensive shit Hennesy, she getting lit, hoes in three’s, splitting dick Six deep in Suburbans, totin’ felonies, we with this shit Catch a op, get the stick, bodies drop, flip the switch Hit Rodeo, splurgin’, fuck a price tag, we rich as shit Drip so hard on purpose, diamonds no flaws, make niggas sick In that two-door swervin’, screamin’ fuck ‘em all, ‘cause niggas switched Just better not be lurkin’, cause this 40 glock, gon’ give ‘em kiss [Chorus: Offset] [Verse: Offset] (Hey) I’m fresh out the kitchen (hey) My watch is 350 The glock hold a 50 The mafia sticky (let’s get it) The paperwork says that you snitchin’ (rat)’ I call him like listen, an extra 250 (bought him) He stankin’, somebody shitted (stank) He a demon at heart, so he wit’ it (demon) He gon’ blank on the Percocet, kill him (blank) Gotta pay me five M, that’s the minimum (five) Green emerald Patek, it’s limited (Patek) My stick is dramatic, it’s critical (dramatic) I roll up the Gary with Cereal (Gary) Big Cullinan, orange interior (Cullinan) You know that my gang ain’t goin’ (whoo) Fuck cash, got rent on my arm (ow) Door dash, we come out, we gone (boom) He dead in the street, call the coroner (dead) Young nigga playin’ for keep (keeps) Step on the ops and we rock ‘em to sleep (step on them) I pop a Xan to sleep I’m really wishing my man could breathe (my mans) It’s only the man and me God forgive me, this man deceased (God) We’ll cut off your hands, come see me (hey) We score on the ops by 3 [Chorus: Offset] [Verse: Quavo] Wide body spinnin’ Come out of the dealer (soo) Look at your boy Not your average nigga (nah) Who on the mound? It’s Quavo, the pitcher I’m pitching out bullets That chopper don’t miss (bow, bow, bow) I don’t even fuck wit’ ya bitch ass nigga (no) Out the basement but the gang ain’t tippin’ Left hand shot from the top like who? (who?) Left hand shot from the top like Fisher Hold that chopper on my shoulder like a Fendi belt (yeah) Two point five, all this jewelry Stand to close, you’ll freeze to death (freeze) This lil’ bitch vision blurry So she can’t even see herself (nah) Suckin’ dick and flying Spirit Baby you need to free yourself (free) It’s a phone number What you seeing in that digi scale (yes) Take the shake, that’s the bait Finesse em’, then we outta there (yeah) State to state, we created, all kind of clientele (yeah) You know we great, can’t debate, the generation we all created [Chorus: Offset] [Verse: Takeoff) (Takeoff) I got 25 plus in the bank, no goddamn lie (M&M’s) Don’t talk about the stash, but you know I brag, a nigga end up, he gon’ die (bow) Hit in the eye (brrr, brrr), hit with the fire in the kitchen, while counting my chicken I put my wrist in and I’m breaking the pot Movin’ the dope, can’t break in the spot (move) I hit the lot and I leave with a lot Stop by the block and I sold me a block (serve) I poured a drop, I was sitting in a drop (drink) Back in the day, blew the bag on a thot Now we investing, watches and stock (hot) How the fuck that shit cost a ticket, I don’t see ice in that watch? (where?) I done been rich like Roddy, all of my niggas will send you the box (where?) I got the stick, ops I told you that we gon’ make it like the LOX (I told you) I can’t kick it with the ops (no) We never went missing, we just were chilling watching niggas all from the top (look at em’) I know that I’m great, so give me my props [Chorus: Offset & Takeoff] #Migos #Malibu #CultureIII