Takeoff - Ion Need No Label lyrics

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Takeoff - Ion Need No Label lyrics

[Intro] Migos gang Migos Gang [Hook: Quavo] I been had a sack I don't need no label, I don't need no label, I don't need no label I been had guap I don't need no label, I don't need no label, I don't need no label I been had racks I don't need no label, I don't need no label, I don't need no label Hunduns, still cash I don't need no label, I don't need no label, I don't need no label [Verse 1: Quavo] I been had cash n***a, I don't need no label Ever since a young n***a, I been chasing paper f** with my block gang n***as in Decatur Golf ball shots in your body like a crater She f** the whole team man, you don't need to save her John Madden super bowl ring from the Raiders You steppin' on my lawn, house with 44 acres Go to the j**eler, walk out colder than a glacier Wrist looking like a pack of f**ing Life-Savers Watch out for them goons cause I will put 'em on your table Money stretching 'round the world like an equator I don't need no label BMG the label Gone [Hook] [Verse 2: Offset] I don't need no label Money stack like Lego's I been getting money VVS's on my navel Pull up in a drop top coupe, look like the Mayor Two cup, Styrofoam, filled up with maple Pull up to the front of the club like I'm disabled Two b**hes in the kitchen cooking Vanilla Wafers The Lamb outside, young n***a, yeah I own it Don't like the mid around me, I don't condone it Gucci aviators on my face to catch the focus My b**h is not local, two bands around her shoulder I don't need a deal little n***a I thought I told you Pull up in a Lotus, to catch the haters focus [Hook] [Verse 3: Takeoff] I don't need no label, I don't need no label No Cash Money, No Limit My money no limit Riding in the Bentley, with the windows tinted Foreign b**h is s**ing, got to know they f**ing Rolling of a molly, rolling off a Xan Calling up the plug for them stupid d** In the kitchen with them stainless steel like a chef I don't need no label n***a I sign my damn self I got loud, Xan, molly, and I got that meth Pull up in Rari, Audi The VVS's on my neck and rockin' Been plugged in with the Haitian's Stacking all my cash, Grants, Jacksons, and the Franklins [Hook] [Outro]