Rich The Kid - Mama We Made It lyrics

[Quavo:] Put on a mask like Jason Kicking your door and we raiding My n***as came from the pavement Talking that sh** boy save it You talking bout' cookies, we baking I fell in love with the faces Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman Screaming out mama we made it Young n***a came from the bottom Young n***a go get the guala Trap out a hotel with Marta They calling me Quavo Mufasa Open the trap like carca** We knowing you n***as imposters They liking the Piña colada I remix it with a lil' powder Hit a n***a with a chopper It will take about 48 hours No Courage, you n***as is cowards He got the pack and my n***as surround him The Chattahoochee where they found him My n***as go get the bounty We hold em' up for ransom If a n***a get hot, leave the county Migos on top of the mountain Listen up boy, it's a Migos announcement I got the pigeons and falcons Now I got the keys, I used to trap ounces Came from the boards on the houses Them n***as is telling I'm calling them mouses Beat the pack like Ronda Rousey Free Bobby Shmurda and free my boy Rowdy I came from the pavement Look at them n***as they mad that I made it Look at their faces Cause I'm at the top can nobody replace it I used to be robbing Hang with the goons, my n***as were goblins Trap out the apartments Turning the North side into a lil' Harlem Put on a mask like Jason Kicking your door and we raiding My n***as came from the pavement Talking that sh** boy save it You talking bout' cookies, we baking I fell in love with the faces Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman Screaming out mama we made it [Takeoff:] My n***as came from the pavement So many chains like a slavery Taking a trip to Croatia Plug sent the pack be coming in from Haiti Counting up these Benjamin faces Young n***a I got rich off of Caucasian Migo my gang, ain't no trading f**ing these b**hes, they from different races Rick thorns, they came with no laces Cooking up dope and the junkies gonna' taste it Your b**h gave me brain, that's my favorite Told that b**h watch her teeth cause' she got braces Remember me n***a, gone' envy me People gone' hate on me, just cause' I made it Talk about me like we might be related You need to sue your j**elry, Rollie outdated Don't you twist your fingers if you ain't banging I be in the bando with the dope boys slanging Pouring up a soda, I leave it contaminated All of my n***as that screaming out mama we made it I know y'all n***as flexing for the check Now one of them chains is yours around your neck We start from the North side, screaming free offset I gave him a test, get a vest, and then get hit with the Tec [Quavo:] Put on a mask like Jason Kicking your door and we raiding My n***as came from the pavement Talking that sh** boy save it You talking bout' cookies, we baking I fell in love with the faces Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman Screaming out mama we made it