Commando Lyrics - Migos

They said it was called the trap 

But on the north side we call it the bando 

Yeen' know 

Naw for real 

All my niggas turn to Rambo or commando 

We the first ones that came up with the bando 

Talking 'bout you got the Act but what they goin' for 

I'm bout to start extorting niggas for that Migo flow 

We the ones that really came in with the kicking doors 

Same niggas brought Versace to the centerfold 

Take off on the plug, I hit him with the finger roll 

If you can buy the car then why the fuck you rent it for 

All of my niggas they ready to get you and hit you and flip you 

And never leave no witnesses to see you 

And if you, thinkin' 'bout calling your mommy, your daddy, your brother, your sister 

That chopper hit you, having a seizure 

I been teaching niggas lingo like I'm a teacher 

Mamacita, she looking like a picture of Mona Lisa 

Fucked 'em up with the dab, so we goin' up on the feature 

All of my bitches they piped up and conceited 

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Ta-Ta-Takeoff 

All rose gold on, call it Rose Bowl 

I got the key and the game on lock like a cheat code 

Fuck a bad bitch, I'm fucking with the fleek hoes 

And I'd never give my soul up for a bankroll 

Niggas get lucky standing right there by the rainbow 

No rain though, I'm in the Yung Rich Nation raincoat 

Good aim though, that red dot right up at your Kangol 

Looking in my DM and I see your main ho 

You know we the ones that came up with the bando 

Them boys talking 'bout the boards on the windows 

When you trapping keep a shooter at the front door 

Fuck, 12!, running out the back door 

The ring on my pinky is bigger than a globe 

Skippa Da Flippa done flipped a nigga, never fold 

Piping up in front of your bitch, you get elbowed 

Ping pong, hit a nigga with the ring on 

Yung Rich Nation jeans on, it's your theme song 

So many pints in my crib, it's a lean home 

I'm so high I just need a wall to lean on 

Phone home, get so stoned when we gone 

Cookie smoking, the ozone, rich snowcone 

Mink, it cost five, I leave the coat on 

Bitch time to get your roll on 

Clap a nigga with the Ric Flair robe on 

Hold on 

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All my niggas turn to Rambo or commando 

We the first ones that came up with the bando 

Talking 'bout you got the Act but what they goin' for 

I'm bout to start extorting niggas for that Migo flow 

We the ones that really came in with the kicking doors 

Same niggas brought Versace to the centerfold 

Take off on the plug, I hit him with the finger roll 

If you can buy the car then why the fuck you rent it for 

All of my niggas they ready to get you and hit you and flip you 

And never leave no witnesses to see you 

And if you, thinkin' 'bout calling your mommy, your daddy, your brother, your sister 

That chopper hit you, having a seizure 

I been teaching niggas lingo like I'm a teacher 

Mamacita, she looking like a picture of Mona Lisa 

Fucked 'em up with the dab, so we goin' up on the feature 

All of my bitches they piped up and conceited 

Offset! 

Semi-automatic out the window of the Caddy 

I know this shit is tragic, toss your bitch up like a salad 

Walk up in the Mansion, I just made a money pilin' 

Trappin' out the bando, selling crack up in the alley 

I sent my young niggas, I got Foo with the tool 

Contemplating should I drop a four or drop a deuce 

Heard you a real slick looking for a good lick 

But my niggas ain't going for the bullshit 

I got the stick, nigga don't trip 

Nigga run up in your house and tying up your bitch 

Boot up that bitch in the morning on grits 

J's at the bando in the morning, got to fix 

I'm sitting on the pedestal, my diamonds look impeccable 

Your bitch sucking my dick just like an edible 

Make her take a physical like medical 

Fucking bitches over, she like it's a miracle 

You niggas don't even know I got some pain in me 

Missing my grandma, wish she could sing to me 

A lot of dirt I did, I got some shame in me 

When I'm pulling up I drop the brain on it 

Came in the game with the fashion statement 

We dropped Versace, the fame it came quick 

Got to stay focused, consistent, don't quit 

Brick on my wrist and it make me a lick 

All my niggas turn to Rambo or commando 

We the first ones that came up with the bando 

Talking 'bout you got the Act but what they goin' for 

I'm bout to start extorting niggas for that Migo flow 

We the ones that really came in with the kicking doors 

Same niggas brought Versace to the centerfold 

Take off on the plug, I hit him with the finger roll 

If you can buy the car then why the fuck you rent it for 

All of my niggas they ready to get you and hit you and flip you 

And never leave no witnesses to see you 

And if you, thinkin' 'bout calling your mommy, your daddy, your brother, your sister 

That chopper hit you, having a seizure 

I been teaching niggas lingo like I'm a teacher 

Mamacita, she looking like a picture of Mona Lisa 

Fucked 'em up with the dab, so we goin' up on the feature 

All of my bitches they piped up and conceited 

Quavo 

The way they took a nigga's dab I want to smack a nigga 

Knock a nigga's lights out, uncle whack a nigga 

These niggas made out of plastic like a action figure 

I can't kick it with your bitch, I ain't no Falcon's kicker 

Young nigga in the hood eating Honey-sicles 

I'ma send your ho a text with the purple pickle 

Nigga I ain't gotta flex, I'm a real nigga 

I know niggas in the bando still trapping nickles 

Pop a perc, you think I'm Marshawn eating Skittles 

Everybody still comparing Migos to the Beatles 

Who the fuck you think you scaring with that lil Nina? 

Call my niggas and they pulling up like Al-Qaeda 

Damn I mean Al-Qaeda, spray 'em like a firefighter 

For fucking with the albino, feeling like Mekhi Phifer 

Niggas having ghostwriters, stripes like I'm Tony Tiger 

Migo gang the three igniters, then they try to doubt us 

I know you remember the titans 

I know we got the touch like we work for Midas 

Light my cookie with the purple in it like the Vikings 

Came from a long road, you the one that starts hitchhiking 

I pour a glass of water 'cause you wanna pop a Vicodin 

I open up the door, she said damn my mans you're frightening 

Spikes on my shoe, yeah I'm Christian Lou, Mike-ing it 

Where's Quavo? Bitch I'm in another continent