Fire In The Booth lyrics

[Instrumental: 2 Chainz - Road Dawg]

[Offset]
From the jail cell, my wrist so sick it got sickle cell
Working my wrist like a ferris wheel
You say this and that what my pocket fill
We don't spare no n*gga, cut his head off and show me he's real
We got diamonds and gold ain't no stainless steel
Independent we didn't take a deal
I know you heard about the fight
I know you heard about the shoot
I know you heard a n*gga ruthless
It's fifty thousand for a viewing
b*tch you see the dab

[Quavo]
When I copped the Coupe they was mad at me
Hoes calling me the dab daddy
Bettin' poker chips I ain't playing Madden
I'm a rich n*gga, you can check my status
Passed chemistry and failed mathematics
Money counter do the adding
I bought a carpet from Aladdin
So I can finesse and do magic

[Takeoff]
What the f*ck wrong with these n*ggas
Acting like he don't really know a n*gga
Acting like he don't really owe a n*gga
Pull up on the block I show a n*gga
It will blow a n*gga ain't talking 'bout a motherf*cking lawnmower n*gga
Gas bags at the back door in the bando
Young n*ggas trap at the corner store, n*gga
So many gold pendants on my chain you would think a n*gga won a trophy n*gga
[?] bogus n*gga
Flex like a wrestler action figure
Hocus pocus, pull up in a Lotus and my diamonds sick is like I got ebola
Beat up the pot now the dope swollen
In the kitchen whippin' chickens makin' odor
[Quavo]
Hold on Takeoff, hold up Takeoff
Hit the n*gga with the sawed off
Then the n*gga running off

[Offset]
Flip his body like it's f*cking soft
Hole in one like we playing golf
Pass it to Takeoff I bin and I call it the toss

[Instrumental: That's not me - Skepta ft. JME]

[Quavo]
I took your girl last night, I put her in the Lamb
Dropped the top, drop the top cause she know who I am
Showed her my pinky ring, man it's bout a gram
Every time she see me, get it and she know

[Takeoff]
Now when I turn my wrist in that bowl it's spectacular
Look at my pinky, yeah it look like it's Africa
n*ggas wanna be me yeah 'cause I'm a bachelor
Pull up on a n*gga I'm smoking tarantula

[Offset]
I see you flexing, actin', you a character
Pull up caterpillar f*ck your b*tch today
My wrist just look like red Kool-Aid, oh my God
Pull in a Phantom and it laughs
[Quavo]
b*tches sucking me like I'm Dracula
Young rich n*gga, get your camera
Everybody wanna pull up Panarama
Quavo every time I pull up camera

[Takeoff]
n*ggas wanna be the Migos
Taking a trip to go pick up them kilos
I f*ck with god damn Pedro and I know John Rico

[Quavo]
And I know Diego and I know Eduardo

[Offset]
Can't forget about Nino
Got out the cheeto
Wrapping the bricks and we send 'em cross the water, burrito

[Takeoff]
Pull up on the block in the Lamborghini the keys from the [?]

[Quavo]
Keys from the [?], Keys from the [?]
Ooh like lingo, money long like
[Offset]
All these n*ggas be biting our lingo
If you hear what rappers they do sound like the amigos
True story
No lie
No flex
Look at the diamonds on our neck, VVS

[Quavo]
Man are on like Lambo
Shoutout to YRN Lingo
God that my people
Might push a whole kilo
Yeah Migo Bandz, might cook a whole gram
Young Mango Foo dropped out of school
But he keep the tool
Ain't breaking no rules
All my n*ggas get that dough

[Takeoff]
What I do, young n*gga act a fool

[Offset]
Act a fool, Act a fool

[Quavo]
Hit him with the uppercut, like Ryu!

[Takeoff]
Migo Jerz, stayed around the curb
Used to hotbox in the box Chevy, that my world

[Offset]
Hot boxing up in the Chevy
This is his world
All of my n*ggas get money we dabbin', we smashin' on girls

[Quavo]
Dab Daddy
Dab Daddy
Might pull up in the old school Caddie
Got your b*tch, she mad at me
Bad n*ggas want to....