With That sh*t lyrics

by

Quavo


[Intro: Migo Domingo]
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The Label!
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
(Hell nah)

[Hook: Migo Domingo]
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
Migo Gang n*gga, pull up dirty sticks
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
One phone call, get a n*gga hit
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t

[Verse 1 : Migo Domingo]
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
Migo Gang n*gga pull up dirty sticks
One phone call, get a f*ck n*gga hit
Get a n*gga lit
Get a n*gga wet
Broad daylight, hit a n*gga with the TEC
Anywhere with it, give a f*ck about respect!
We beat a n*gga ass, while performing on set
And we been jumping off the stage, way before 'set
Let's talk about the pus*y ass n*gga in D.C
One hard week, riding 'round black ski
We been to the same spots y'all n*ggas be
We even pulled up on your muh f*ckin' street
We beat a n*ggas ass in Texas
Hold that down, we gon' talk about that
All this sh*t for a necklace
We come from the North, we don't play like that
Beat a n*gga ass with a baseball bat
We shoot sh*t up, where your momma stay at
One in the head, you'll hear a "click-clack"
Hit him in his fitted, turn it to a SnapBack
All my n*ggas get wild, get wreckless
Put him on a plate, eat him up for breakfast
Lil n*gga shoot my momma house up, haha
You better count your blessings
Count em' up
Count em' up
Count em' up
50 plus 50 on the chopper, add It up
Migo Gang n*gga, if you bang, throw it up
Anything else, I don't really give a f*ck
Every time I'm in the club, pistol on tuck
When it's time to hit, whole gang gon' buck
We gone f*ck the club up
f*ck the club up
If you really wanna take it there
n*gga try your luck

[Hook: Migo Domingo]
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
Migo Gang n*gga, pull up dirty sticks
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
One phone call, get a n*gga hit
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t

[Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa ]
Flippa!
You ain't with, what I'm with, I'm with the sh*t
I was in Palm Beach, I seen my first brick
Incredible shooter, you know I don't miss
I let off three rounds and I bet I'll hit 6
You remember me, from kicking doors on the North
I should knock a n*gga off, for all the brothers I lost
I touched the soft, but I never been soft
Stay loyal, 100, and it don't cost
Since a youngin', I apply pressure
Word play is crazy, because I read the Webster
Get bags of cookies, and roll up the pressure
I bullet and you run fast, like Devin Hester
I was trapping out the drop at McDonalds
I want me some commas
Want me some commas
My clip holds 30, that's two Mario Chalmers
Backwoods in Honda's, now I do Zonda's
Take you back LaurenceVille
I pack the steel
I came a long way, so f*ck how you feel
I get the chills when I buss a seal
I'm with the gun play, I mean it for real!
Never switch up when you get you some money
Change the bag, when you finesse with a dummy
Me and Domingo, we turned nothing into something
I'm hear to extort you, when I want it? Monthly!

[Hook: Migo Domingo]
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
Migo Gang n*gga, pull up dirty sticks
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
One phone call, get a n*gga hit
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t

[Verse: 3 Jose Guapo]
Yeah
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
Pull up with choppers, and AK's, and 6's
Me and Domingo finna go dumb
[?]
I remember in Tennessee
Once, a n*gga tried to get at us
We beat they ass, got out the club, and got right on our sprinter bus
The fellas, they always harassing us
I'm a veteran, sh*t I'm no amateur
You a pet in this sh*t, not a animal
I'm talking 'bout lion, Mufasa
We all got dreads like rastas
Young Guapo might sneak you
Take you off for a feature
I'm a species and a creature
n*ggas be claiming that sh*t that they bang
We ready to die by that sh*t that we bang
We throwing that sh*t up, we twisting our fingers
John Wayne, he can't wait to get a bang
Steer ready, and then shoot up the Mazda
f*ck that n*gga, put that n*gga in the closet
All I want is my f*cking deposit
We c*ck it back, then n*gga we pop it

[Hook: Migo Domingo]
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
Migo Gang n*gga, pull up dirty sticks
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
One phone call, get a n*gga hit
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with it
These n*ggas ain't with that sh*t

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