Migos - Bachelor lyrics

[Chorus: Quavo] Mansion full of bachelors Flippin' all these hoes like a spatula Nah, you know I don't like no camera Nah, your b**h she like an animal attackin' us She won't leave me 'lone, she love the bachelor Migos, young rich n***a, we some bachelors Bachelors, bachelor, bachelors, ooh bachelor Bachelors, bachelors, uh, bachelors, Migos some bachelors [Quavo] Quavo, I am a bachelor Look at the way I'm dabbin' like a pastor (I'm dabbin' ain't it) I am a bachelor Rockin' the shows, smashin' hoes right after You know I'm a bachelor Got your b**hes workin', calling me master Came from the bottom and now I got guala Turn the page, my n***a, we on the next chapter Trapper turned rapper Graduated, now a n***a's a bachelor Flippin' your ho like a spatula Don't get me wrong, I still whip up with spatulas Your ho was creeping like tarantulas Migos we don't like the cameras We find out that we can make millions with it So we started flexin' like bachelors Came from stashing money in a ceilin' Young n***as why don't you wanna be bachelors? They came from kicking doors, drinkin' purp from the bowl And now we taking trips to Africa, Africa n***as say that they are entrepreneurs I go and see the millions that you pursuin' Statistics ain't black and white, what is you doin'? Top the charts every time we drop a new one [Chorus] [Takeoff] Migos, we some bachelors, we pull up in tarantulas Whippin' the dope, we the Terminator break the spatula Get the pack and then I wrap it up and then I bag it up If I catch a mug I'll take a private jet to Canda Promoters ain't got my money, I'm shootin' up your manager f** it my n***a, we shootin' innocent bystanders My n***as on top of the mountain, no Grand Canyon Pull up with choppas and make a n***a call the ambulance Drinkin' on Actavis and I'm rollin' up cannabis Hoes runnin' 'round the lobby geekin' up and their panties wet I had a cuban link and Rolex before the rap sh** I just adapt to the trap cause that's my habitat I'm in the corner catchin' the work like a cornerback Runnin' to the money, my n***a, think I'm a running back n***as still trappin' quarters, make 'em give their quarter back Forty pointers in my Breitling, oh that's what you lookin' at? [Chorus] [Offset] Pull up to the mansion, 50 story, hundred rooms She lookin' at my diamond solution, that ain't no shrooms Hold a n***a rest and beat his head in with a broom Had that brotha be flyin' like caterpillars out cocoons Penthouse elevator, it'll elevate yah Pull up in the Bentley, think you seen a f**in' Jeeper Creeper Got that 9 on my waist like a two-way beeper Got that purse on your head, n***a like a alopecia I'm a bachelor, I got a oil factory in Africa Trapper turned rapper then rapper turned into a ma**acre Then beat a n***a, stomp a n***a, I will not account From the beginning these b**hes, they wasn't sh**, they ate the apple I had a warrant with the sack, the police tried to make a tackle Green Bay with the green, vacuum seal it, I'm a Packer Just because you rap about it, you are not a trapper Just because you got a milli, you are not a bachelor [Chorus]