Takeoff - Mr. Miyagi lyrics

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Takeoff - Mr. Miyagi lyrics

[Intro] Ye, Wow, Migo Let me take these f** n***as back to the Bando man (UGH) [Verse 1: Quavo] Take em to the house with the boards on the windows It's a drought in the summer but we working all winter Take em to the Northside were Migo was invented (Nawf) Run up on me now bet I hit you with extensions (UGH) Dabbin' through the city they gon' f** up nothin' but Benji's When I walk into the trap house Bet I run straight to the kitchen (One Time) I got Molly I got white I know that I told you in Hannah Montana Made a million overnight Versace it got me a drop head Phantom (Versace) Mr. Miyagi (Mr. Miyagi) Little bitty b**h she walkin up look at her body The work I divide it Acrobatic n***a take the brick and circumcise it You'll remember Trappin' out the house the window boarded up with timber! You a pretender I am the boss, Head Honcho call me Simba (Simba!) [Verse 2: Takeoff] You n***as just some beginners (Beginner) I am a boss call me Simba (Boss) I am the master I'm Mr.Miyagi I'm in the kitchen whippin chemicals My n***a's criminals wanna get physical You walk around with your pockets on minimal Remix a brick and make it look identical Offseas chopper it intercontinental Trap out the bando before you serve look out the peep-hole The people be watching for kilos I'm with the vato's ca pasa tell all my amigo's I'm trappin' I feel like I'm Nino And all this mother f**ing cheese (broccoli) n***a just call me Dorito I'm selling fishes I got Nemo f** with carlito Ten key's on the yacht boat shoot freethrow [Verse 3: Offset] Detective looking for me asking Bobby n***a where's the pistol n***a know you got it Somebody snitch and said that i'm the n***a and the city plugged in like a socket I don't know what the f** these n***a's talkin bout Sat me down asked me you gunna talk No arguing, fussin, discussion I do not know nothing I haven't see nothin' And the Mulsanne parked in the driveway Nobody thought I would be back here in it When I pull up I'm lookin in dey face I thank the lord because I'm eatin say my grace Back in the Bando whippin particles And you can catch me in magazine articles Balenciaga n***a dressing remarkable In the game permanently not erasable