Migos - In Yo Life lyrics

rate me

ft. Sean Kingston

Can we take these boys to the south one time?

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You ain't never flip the work in yo life

You ain't ever hit the curve in you life

Got the bricks in from Mace Club

Got the club full of shorty love, shorty love

He no flip no brick??

he never hit no lid,

I pull up to see that chick

For nothing that pitch

I'm leaning like kickster

I'm cooling like Kingston

My nigger he ain't never

Hit a joke 'bout five niggers in a knister

My nigger they taking the sack

They take th jewels for fucking no reason

They kicking they whipping the birdies

No trying my caesars

Hundred rash act in my shoebox

Rocking for something like 2Pac

Pull up and I got bazooka

Got rings like Slick The Ruler

Pull up in Bermuda my ice is so cooler

I'm out there, my jeweler.

My bitch can't go cuter she came with her kitty

I got her from Cuba

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I'm the best plug in the city you'll find

Feeling like 50, get rich or die trying

Gimme your nick for when I'm in the bar

For when I'm arrested, baby, start crying

Jade is flowing I dunk it like rabbit

When a fight come in they standing in line

Guessing my lines, I come in the show

We go to Jamaica we fight with the niggers

No Justin Bieber you know I got haters

We kicking the flavor old rappers got favors

The way that I grind you tucking my skater

To pep with a baker, I'm drinking on maple

I lick on the cable, my roof is disabled

See you deliver I got coke on the table

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My hommie, I'll get you a pound, I deliver

I ain't no plugger, I suck it in my pocket

Get my Versache, come to my hood, you playing with fire

My niggers is pumped up with dollars

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Drop holes and I tell a nigger I ain't did it

I get the dope in the pan on a visit

Yo, nigger, I was moving corners

Up in the Bricks they get deported

Where you been trapping, I never seen you

Keeping the oh's, yo' brother real?

Do your research, I been moving the work

The drugs, like CCBS Pharmacies

Roll up amigo band, you pull up in her's

In life, you talkers all lie

You talk 'bout the streets,

In that jungle you gotta learn how to survive

Bitch first, but I be moving weight

Control of the dope on the interstate

Touchdown on the plow I didn't mean to say it

You living a lie, I can call the case

You flexing like papa, we spinning

I got three birds in the bottom of the engine

Pull out the rocket, he pushing, he flinching

Trapping the captain but don't got to win this

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