Migos gang

Migos Gang



I been had a sack

I don't need no label, I don't need no label, I don't need no label

I been had guap

I don't need no label, I don't need no label, I don't need no label

I been had racks

I don't need no label, I don't need no label, I don't need no label

Hunduns, still cash

I don't need no label, I don't need no label, I don't need no label



I been had cash nigga, I don't need no label

Ever since a young nigga, I been chasing paper

f**k with my block gang niggas in Decatur

Golf ball shots in your body like a crater

She f**k the whole team man, you don't need to save her

John Madden super bowl ring from the Raiders

You steppin' on my lawn, house with 44 acres

Go to the jeweler, walk out colder than a glacier

Wrist looking like a pack of f**king Life-Savers

Watch out for them goons cause I will put 'em on your table

Money stretching 'round the world like an equator

I don't need no label

BMG the label

Gone



I don't need no label

Money stack like Lego's

I been getting money VVS's on my navel

Pull up in a drop top coupe, look like the Mayor

Two cup, Styrofoam, filled up with maple

Pull up to the front of the club like I'm disabled

Two bitches in the kitchen cooking Vanilla Wafers

The Lamb outside, young nigga, yeah I own it

Don't like the mid around me, I don't condone it

Gucci aviators on my face to catch the focus

My bitch is not local, two bands around her shoulder

I don't need a deal little nigga I thought I told you

Pull up in a Lotus, to catch the haters focus



I don't need no label, I don't need no label

No Cash Money, No Limit

My money no limit

Riding in the Bentley, with the windows tinted

Foreign bitch is sucking, got to know they f**king

Rolling of a molly, rolling off a Xan

Calling up the plug for them stupid drugs

In the kitchen with them stainless steel like a chef

I don't need no label nigga I sign my damn self

I got loud, Xan, molly, and I got that meth

Pull up in Rari, Audi

The VVS's on my neck and rockin'

Been plugged in with the Haitian's

Stacking all my cash, Grants, Jacksons, and the Franklins