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Correct Cross The Country Lyrics
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Correct Cross The Country
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Young rich nigga, riding round the city with the mac Take a chopper, and a chicken, now watch he's leaking Whipping and breaking it, making it, taking it Nigga they mistake me, think I'm selling that midget Nah for real What the fuck a nigga really wanna talk about? You a bitch, we ain't got nothing to talk about Shaking like a stripper, put that magic up in his mouth Skippa Da Flippa, he told me weigh it up, and bust it down Migo (?), whipping that lambo, now watch it swerve J-1 got PT's, and sold that reserved I'm a (Hot) Boy, so you know I gotta stay low Quavo told me, trap on the block and bang 'em like OJ Mayo You niggas are rookie but young Takeoff, I'm a vet Set! Told me trapping and dabbing gon' get that pussy wet No Crocodile Dundee, Stingray vet Whatever I wanna do, I do it, Nike check I'm a young nigga, with the rich nigga ambitions At the Migo show, a nigga autographing titties There's levels to this shit like Meek said And you embarrassed to admit it I don't want to kick it After my show The gangster-ist nigga, he looking suspicious Walk right up on him, I'm pressing my nigga And all he wanted was a picture I used to smoke swishers, like a regular nigga Now I'm a backwoods type of nigga A nigga, he run up, tried to rob, I shot him White people, they still treat me like I'm a Bieber Now people they screaming out "Free Activis" They talking bout that Activis be discontinued Check my cup of muddy trouble, trapper, got packs in the attic Catch me riding with packs in my rental Trap, trap down when I'm on the revenue Cooking a brick, and remix it with the dog food Diamond brick with a note on it, nigga you Blues Clues 24 karat my chain, Mr. T pity the fool Master P, no limit, money been all jumping like a bungee Kevin Hart, your money is too short, you too funny Call me Takeoff Hugh Hefner, I got playboy bunnies Fuck it, I beat it, she sucking me till a nigga be cumming Cross the country Cross the country You may never been there catch me Cross the country Cross the country Cross the country Coca leaves, and palm trees We cross the country Cross the country Cross the country She don't understand English, but she want me Cross the country Cross the country I had to get a visa, cause I'm in and out the country [Verse 2: Offset] When you in the streets, you know you gotta make a name I stole a mustang, drop top, no brain Police had a nigga, cause they know I'm in the game Taking pictures of a nigga, like a groupie, like a fan On my first lick, only got a little bit of change Thinking like Obama, something gotta change Did a lot of dirt, I had to sit up in the chains When I got outta jail, did the same thing I spent that money, money, coming back like boomerang Cocaine in the nose like a (?) My nigga be trapping the gas, propane Hit the nigga with a chopper, nigga bang bang I was getting money, way before the rap game As a young nigga, used to wear the fake chain They say that I'm ignorant, $50,000 on a chain You know it ain't come from Johnny Dang Fake watch busta can't bust me, no lie Won't catch me with the fake jewelry, I got too much pride They killed my nigga Pistol Pete, for a three-five I pay the ticket, when are you gon' die I'm in the kitchen, I be cooking crack pies I got chickens in the trunk, you think I work at popeyes The streets is a jungle, my nigga, you better survive Getting married to the money nigga, that my bride My diamonds gon' shine, might poke you in the eye You selling by the ounce, my nigga, you just getting by Put the birds in my hands, knows when's it gon' fly Glah! Glah! Glah! In the bushes like a spy Nigga talking stupid, we don't let that shit fly Talking crazy to the migos, boy you know we keep the fire Got that chopper, flip a nigga like a domino Young rich nigga, never made the honor roll Hit his ass with the 4 4, make him fold Chattahoochee river where that nigga body float On the nation, my nigga we throwing up the Folks She on a mission, trying to film me, better get your ho Big bank, take little bank Yellow diamonds on my rella like a moon cake Two Glocks on my hip, like tomb raider Arnold Schwarzenegger, turn into the terminator Cross the country Cross the country You may never been there catch me Cross the country Cross the country Cross the country Coca leaves, and palm trees We cross the country Cross the country Cross the country She don't understand English, but she want me Cross the country Cross the country I had to get a visa, cause I'm in and out the country Cross the country My plug he in Wyoming And the only time I pull up on you, if a nigga owe me And the whole word know that a young nigga rap But a pussy nigga better not provoke me Came in the game with the formula, sold it Now I gotta switch it up on you phonies Pocket full of macaroni, mac-11, run up on you All you can eat in my trap, like it's Shoney's Rich Nigga Timeline That's my motherfucking testimony Out in the desert, got bricks in the donkey Rich nigga, with a pot of gold, like a leprechaun And I'm thinking 'bout moving to Babylon My niggas collecting extortion funds We built an empire like Megatron QC the label Migo the gang Already told you I want the M&Ms, fuck the fame No shame in game, I'm a bull with the nine Like Loul Deng, finna bang with the thing Walking through the crowd, ain't gotta touch the chain Get juuged, get capped, that's a part of the game Squad shit Oh no I done rolled around the block and I don't see him I paid a J $200, just to hit me when he see him If I was you right now, I wouldn't wanna be him Caught him two weeks later in the club, with his mamacita He had some jewelry on him, worth $100, so I took it from him Took the first PJ across the country, got too hot for a moment They say he got work, now I own him Now my squad, they going nuts, no Makonnen In the players pad, at the Caesar's Palace Out in Las Vegas, like I'm Roman All types of euros and yen I got money in Berlin I told the Lord forgive me for my sins 'Cause I don't wanna do it again Cross the country Cross the country You may never been there catch me Cross the country Cross the country Cross the country Coca leaves, and palm trees We cross the country Cross the country Cross the country She don't understand English, but she want me Cross the country Cross the country I had to get a visa, cause I'm in and out the country
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