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Migos

Genres: Hip-Hop

Muhfuckn Tired Lyrics - Migos

Yeah, young rich niggas 

Back to back, two times 

Hahaha 

 

Hit a nigga with the throwaway 

Bitch I came from another place 

Unfortunately we couldn't beat the case 

Fuck it we outta jail anyway 

You want the Migo gang? You got to pay 

Kickin' in doors for the 10k, 14k, anything 

Young nigga cashin' out for the change 

I already dreamed that I had the fame 

Red and white coupe like a candy cane 

Pop a perc, it feel like Bruce Wayne 

Chop a brick like I'm Tsung Shang 

Bitch I'm dabbin' in my own lane 

Chokeslam a nigga, Quavo Kane 

I hate a nigga tryna cook plain 

Cause my money taller than a great dane 

We gave the world dab fever check 

My receipt is thousand dollar sneakers 

Stop and get a play from cheetah 

Quavo Derek Jeter, keep a street sweeper 

I'm a salt water alligator eater 

I play with water, you can check the meter 

Cookie bag, that's my choice of reefer 

Migo gang, aka grim reapers 

 

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Try the squad, nigga shots fired 

Thugger daughter motherfuckin' tired (my niece) 

Baby bottles, ain't no babies cryin' (drank) 

Hit 'em if he cross the gun line 

You holdin' yours? I'ma bust mine 

He lookin' wrong, call it sus time 

Free my niggas, give 'em phone time 

Skin a nigga like a pork rind 

We get to the money in short time 

Watch us make it back 10 times 

My wrist spinnin', I'm so fuckin' tired 

That my favorite line, I'm motherfuckin' tired 

Chop a brick like a samurai 

We the niggas make the birds fly 

Then I fucked the bitch five times 

Then I took her out cause I'm fuckin' tired 

 

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Takeoff!! 

Just fucked a model bitch five times 

I just ate a burger from Five Guys 

I'm smokin' on cookies from High Times 

You smokin' with [?] outside 

Migo gang, we have them mob ties 

Put a fuck nigga on Fox 5 

Pretty little bitch with her mouth wide 

She see me pull up in that, frog eyes 

Your bitch is 30 on the beat 

Keep a 30 by my side 

My bitches on fleek, Louboutin they feet 

Ain't no question my niggas gon' ride 

Ain't talkin' bout Drexler 

When they come to that dope, nigga, I bet it's gon' glide 

Ain't talkin' bout Dexter 

Cook in the laboratory, Fendi frames on my eyes 

Remember my pockets win the lottery 

So every check gotta pay my tithes 

Nigga tellin' lies just to cut time 

My nigga you see 'em televised 

No matter how hard I try 

When I put music out I'm still gon' get criticized 

Nigga fuckin' round with squad 

Think they wanna get decapitized 

 

Try the squad, nigga shots fired 

Thugger daughter motherfuckin' tired (my niece) 

Baby bottles, ain't no babies cryin' (drank) 

Hit 'em if he cross the gun line 

You holdin' yours? I'ma bust mine 

He lookin' wrong, call it sus time 

Free my niggas, give 'em phone time 

Skin a nigga like a pork rind 

We get to the money in short time 

Watch us make it back 10 times 

My wrist spinnin', I'm so fuckin' tired 

That my favorite line I'm motherfuckin' tired 

Chop a brick like a samurai 

We the niggas make the birds fly 

Then I fucked the bitch five times 

Then I took her out cause I'm fuckin' tired 

 

I'm tired... I'm tired 

These niggas flexin' 

They talk about diamonds, they do not got VS inside 'em 

I hit a lick, we divided it 

Porsche with the gator inside of it 

I'm on three Percs and I'm out of it 

She gonna suck me up privately 

I was young when the trap game adopted me 

Grabbed the stick and shot his abdomen 

Young nigga I am an arson 

I got the pump in the cut with the carbon 

My wrist cost a motherfuckin' 'Rari 

I am a boss, I pull strings like a guitarist 

You out of season, you need Lawries 

Pull up in Beamers but trap out a Taurus 

Look at the brick on my wrist look like Mick 

When I got famous I darkened my tint 

She took a mile when I gave her an inch 

Won't sell my soul for some cash or a Bent 

Hop in the plane and we land in Berlin 

Christian Dior my bitch and her friend 

(?) when I was in the pen 

Prayin' to God that I don't go again 

 

Try the squad, nigga shots fired 

Thugger daughter motherfuckin' tired (my niece) 

Baby bottles, ain't no babies cryin' (drank) 

Hit 'em if he cross the gun line 

You holdin' yours? I'ma bust mine 

He lookin' wrong, call it sus time 

Free my niggas, give 'em phone time 

Skin a nigga like a pork rind 

We get to the money in short time 

Watch us make it back 10 times 

My wrist spinnin', I'm so fuckin' tired 

That my favorite line I'm motherfuckin' tired 

Chop a brick like a samurai 

We the niggas make the birds fly 

Then I fucked the bitch five times 

Then I took her out cause I'm fuckin' tired 

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