Mr. Miyagi lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, woah, Migo
Let me take these f*ck n*ggas back to the Bando man (ugh)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Take 'em to the house with the boards on the windows
It's a drought in the summer (trap!), but we working all winter
Take 'em to the Northside, where Migo was invented (Nawf)
Run up on me now, bet I hit you with extensions (UGH)
Dabbin' through the city they gon' f*ck up nothin' but Benji's
When I walk into the trap house
Bet I run straight to the kitchen (one Time)
I got Molly, I got white, I know, that I told you in Hannah Montana (Hannah Montana)
Made a million overnight
Versace it got me a drop head Phantom (Versace)
Mr. Miyagi (Mr. Miyagi)
Little bitty b*tch she walkin' up look at her body
The work I divide it
Acrobatic n*gga take the brick and circ*mcise it
You'll remember (member me)
Trappin' out the house the window boarded up with timber!
You a pretender ('tender)
I am the boss, Head Honcho call me Simba (Simba!)

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
You n*ggas just some beginners (Beginner)
I am a boss call me Simba (Boss)
I am the master I'm Mr.Miyagi
I'm in the kitchen whippin' chemicals
My n*gga's criminals wanna get physical
You walk around with your pockets on minimal
Remix a brick and make it look identical
Overseas chopper intercontinental
Trap out the bando before you serve look out the peep-hole
The people be watching for kilos
I'm with the vato's que pasa to all my amigo's
I'm trappin' I feel like I'm Nino
And all this mother f*cking cheese (broccoli)
n*gga just call me Dorito
I'm selling fishes I got Nemo f*ck with Carlito
Ten key's on the yacht boat shoot freethrow
[Verse 3: Offset]
Offset
Detective looking for me asking bout me
n*gga where's the pistol n*gga know you got it (where is it)
Somebody snitchin' sayin' that I'm the n*gga (somebody)
In the city plugged in like a socket
I don't know what the f*ck these n*gga's talkin' bout?
Sat me down asked me you gonna talk or not
No arguing, fussin', discussion
I do not know nothing I haven't see nothin' (no!)
And the Mulsanne parked in the driveway
Nobody thought I would be back here in it
When I pull up I'm lookin in dey face
I thank the lord because I'm eatin' say my grace
Back in the Bando whippin' particles
And you can catch me in magazine articles
Balenciaga n*gga dressing remarkable
In the game permanently not erasable