Migos - Scooby & Shaggy lyrics

[Hook – Quavo] I took his b**h, he mad at me It was a mystery, Scooby Doo and Shaggy I took the plug’s package He was like what happened It was a mystery, Scooby Doo and Shaggy Scooby Doo, it was a mystery Touchdown, going down in history Sorry you missed me, call Scooby Doo, it’s a mystery Finessing with accuracy, abracadabra it’s magically Finessing with accuracy, abracadabra it’s magically [Verse 1 – Quavo] Finessing the plug with accuracy, now he after me Got 100 Ps in the Sprinter, n***a no athlete And I got that chicken, no Mrs. Winters Meet the plug at the KFC and I finesse his a** after dinner Call me Quavo the Godzilla Red Bentley, Forgiatos on it, call it thriller Diamonds thrill her in Manila f** her from the back, I’m facing a pillar You pull up with choppers but are you a k**er? Mirror mirror, got a riddle for you f** n***as What if you get in a pickle? If you catch a body would you tell on your peer? If you hold it down, keep it 100, you real Samurai sword cut the brick, k** Bill I trap out the mansion on Beverly Hill RIP to Uncle Phil, fresh prince, call me Quavo Will I know that this money a blessing I’m thanking the lord when I kneel We the only n***as in the city having seals Naw, for real! [Hook] [Verse 2 – Offset] Feeling like Marshawn Lynch in the interview, I’m thankful Walk in the room with these trophies on my neck like you in a banquet You acting like you really tough but you soft in the heart, you a diamond Lil n***a hopped off the porch, I was anxious Just a young n***a old n***as embraced Juug and finesse a n***a on my faith [?] pistol, say my grace We in the jungle, my n***as go ape Whipping the dummy, this what I create I f** your b**h while you take her on dates Nobody know I smash her on my lake Talking fast to the plug, juuged him for 8 Stacking bricks, LA Clippers, call me Blake Thanking the lord for my situation Used to have bricks on the intersection Sipping Act, daily medication Who really real in investigations You gonna tell because what you facing He got out of jail and they couldn’t [?] It’s a mystery, can’t even solve the case Don’t be that n***a put on a plate [Hook] [Verse 3 – Takeoff] Finesse him with accuracy Running with the work, police tryna tackle me Short days, long nights, trapping at the Quality Control factory Abracadabra, work disappear magically I’m in the kitchen whipping, it’s a tragedy Whipping the masterpiece, then I go smoke on my balcony My n***as and family count on me Trapping that snow white in that van, they calling me ice cream man I see trash bags but no trash, n***a I’m the trash bag man I see red and white blue lights, undercover lurking in the Sedan Start with a cutie, break it down Bag it up, wrap it up, that was the plan Now I’m pitching soft and curveballs Or I can pitch it to you underhand Remember trapping out of Camrys Until we won Grammys Now you n***as cannot step on my property or my gra**, feel like I’m Stanly I took his b**h, he mad at me f** em f** em, pull up on him in the alley [Hook]