Real Street Migo

I'm a street Migo, wrap them babies in the plastic

I be totin' on some tools bigger than Jurassic

Now my old homie hate me 'cause I made it happen

Thought that he would want me in a Wraith, not a casket

Man this life will teach you things that you wouldn't imagine

How you say that he your dog, but he went to ratting?

We be moving like a marching band when we clapping

Got a .40 with the nuts, if you want your ass kissed

Bitch it's trap shit is easy, why you doing average?

My lil zose up the road swiping, doin' damage

They gon take a trip across the tracks for the package

Tryna sell out all these shows, bitch I want that backend

What that thing all down your back, girl is that your baggage?

I love when she get to clapping it, I gets to rattlin'

Pull up on you like "Whats happening bitch" ain't got no manners

Hit you with some numbers, its not adding up, then I'm subtracting bitch

A lot up on my plate today, I'm doing numbers ho

If you ain't make one play today, then what you doing ho?

You know I be with the shits so what we moving ho?

I'm a real street Migo, I be glidin' through the room

I'm a street Migo, wrap them babies in the plastic

I be totin' on some tools bigger than Jurassic

Now my old homie hate me 'cause I made it happen

Thought that he want me in a Wraith, not a casket

Man this life will teach you things that you wouldn't imagine

How you say that he your dog, but he went to ratting?

We be moving like a marching band when we clapping

Got a .40 with the nuts, if you want your ass kissed

I want smoke, I want smoke, I want bullets in my head

Let me go, let me go, I guess I'm better off for dead

This life I'm living ain't right

I should of stayed in school instead of dropping out

Sitting on the couch, with a cigarette in my mouth

But if I did that, I would be broke

Sitting in the Honda Civic with that broken taillight and a ugly ho

But now they love me, now I'm knocking them down like dominoes

Drivin' to chop you up, and put your finger in a envelope