Migos - No Pad, No Pencil lyrics

rate me

(TakeOff)

My Diamonds spark/l/in', I'm A BMG Sergeant.

Pull up Aston Martin, hop out in a Burberry Cardigan.

Migo the label-no pen, no paper

My shirt tiger stripe, my shoes alligator

My weed from Jamaica, money older than Sega

Bust it open then weigh up, tote my work out in Rio

I’mma plug in the City with them chickens and pigeons

Cocaine and midget, plus I touch it, I flip it

I remember in school, teacher talking 'bout history

I was tryna make history with a Penthouse in Beverly

I-I-I just left the jeweler, that's a house on my necklace.

In that muscle car, "12" pulled me over for flexin'.

(Cuavo)

I got sweet and sour chicken and mangolian beef

I got soldiers in the streets, I’m commander in chief

When the J’s hit the dope, I bet they nose bleed

I got a plug from Mexico and a plug that’s Chinese

Bad bitch on my team, do whatever I please

Thick thighs, brown eyes, she finess you with ease

Think the jeweler got me sick, achoo, I sneeze

Salute me, I’m a king, Elvis rest in peace

Last nigga try to "juug", man, we left him deceased

Then we dumped him in the river, body stuffed with feces

(Offset)

I’m a cool individual raised up with some principles

Roll out like the seminals, baking soda a chemical

I done made it, I bake it.Im Goliath, you David.

I keep the pistol like Pete or keep the knife like I'm Jason

I be jigging for nothing, tunnel-vision for money

Got a bumblebee Bentley, in my cup is some honey.

Took a trip to Bahamas, pick the plug up from London

I be selling so many fishes call me offset Benihana's

And the nine is my ratchet,Trap be jumpin like mattress.

Birds be singing-Toni Braxton

and they all white like napkins.

Niggas itching and craving, cus that dope so "come taste it"

No, my swag is not basic, fuckin wit the strap with no laces

Thanks to Jon Bruce for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Jon Bruce (https://soundcloud.com/jonbruce3) for correcting these lyrics