Mama We Made It lyrics

[Chorus: Quavo]
Put on a mask like Jason
Kicking your door and we raiding
My n*ggas came from the pavement
Talking that sh*t boy save it
You talking 'bout cookies, we baking
I fell in love with the faces
Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman
Screaming out mama we made it

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Young n*gga came from the bottom
Young n*gga go get the guala
Trap out a hotel Ramada
They calling me Quavo Mufasa
Open the trap like carcass
We knowing you n*ggas imposters
They liking the Piña colada
I remix it with a lil' powder
Hit a n*gga with a chopper
It will take about forty-eight hours
No Courage, you n*ggas is cowards
He got the pack and my n*ggas surround him
The Chattahoochee where they found him
My n*ggas go get the bounty
We hold 'em up for ransom
If a n*gga get hot, leave the county
Migos on top of the mountain
Listen up boy, it's a Migos announcement
I got the pigeons and falcons
Now I got the keys, I used to trap ounces
Came from the boards on the houses
Them n*ggas is telling I'm calling them mouses
Beat the pack like Ronda Rousey
Free Bobby Shmurda and free my boy Rowdy
I came from the pavement
Look at them n*ggas they mad that I made it
Look at their faces
'Cause I'm at the top can nobody replace it
I used to be robbing
Hang with the goons, my n*ggas were goblins
Trap out the apartments
Turning the North side into a lil' Harlem
[Chorus: Quavo]
Put on a mask like Jason
Kicking your door and we raiding
My n*ggas came from the pavement
Talking that sh*t boy save it
You talking 'bout cookies, we baking
I fell in love with the faces
Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman
Screaming out mama we made it

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
My n*ggas came from the pavement
So many chains like a slavery
Taking a trip to Croatia
Plug sent the pack be coming in from Haiti
Counting up these Benjamin faces
Young n*gga, I got rich off of Caucasian
Migo my gang, ain't no trading
f*cking these b*tches, they from different races
Rick Owens, they came with no laces
Cooking up dope and the junkies gonna taste it
Your b*tch gave me brain, that's my favorite
Told that b*tch watch her teeth 'cause she got braces
Remember me n*gga, gon' envy me
People gon' hate on me, just 'cause I made it
Talk about me like we might be related
You need to sue your jewelry, Rollie outdated
Don't you twist your fingers if you ain't banging
I be in the bando with the dope boys slanging
Pouring up a soda, I leave it contaminated
All of my n*ggas that screaming out mama we made it
I know y'all n*ggas flexing for the check
Now one of them chains is yours around your neck
We start from the North side, screaming free Offset
I gave him a test, get a vest, and then get hit with the Tec
[Chorus: Quavo]
Put on a mask like Jason
Kicking your door and we raiding
My n*ggas came from the pavement
Talking that sh*t boy save it
You talking 'bout cookies, we baking
I fell in love with the faces
Quarterback Migos, Troy Aikman
Screaming out mama we made it