Origineel
[Hook: 2x]
My bitch got mad cause my fucking phone kept ringing
That bitch didn’t say nothin’ when them mockingbirds was singing
Bitch I’m gettin’ money
Bitch I’m gettin’ money
So bitch stop asking
You harassing
[Woman]
Quavo, come here come stand by me
Quavo, when you gon come talk to me
[Verse 1: Quavo]
I’m cooking and rapping and chickin(??) it crazy
That bitch over here keep spazzin’ on me
Goddamn, boutta make young nigga go ham
Pull up pass 100 to the fam
No Shaq(??) but a nigga got slammed
She calling my momma, she tell her I’m selling
I think that she pregnant, I hope that she ain’t
I’m smokin’ all day, this bitch in my face
When a nigga go to sleep I don’t even feel safe
Man I swear this bitch so cray
She cray, she talkin’ bout having my babies
She cray
Too cray
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Cookin’ and flippin’ and whippin’
She callin’ my phone the moment you trippin’
I’m in the middle of the kitchen ______________________ I drop in the trenches
She naggin’ she flipping she’s tellin'(??) my momma
Tellin’ me __________________ (??)
But them chicken they bought you, them Jimmy Choos now you all around taking Instagram pictures
I know that the Feds they watchin, like Nikki Buns up in Harlem
Meet the plug with the bat, ________ (??) the money I pull out the carbon
Give it up, fuck nigga, it’s a robbery
Got some niggas in the hood that are robbin’ for me
Migos we the new Outkast and Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
[Hook x2]
Vertaling
[Hook: 2x]
My bitch got mad cause my fucking phone kept ringing
Die trut zei niets toen de spotvogels zongen
Bitch I’m gettin’ money
Bitch I’m gettin’ money
Dus bitch stop met vragen
Je valt me lastig.
[Vrouw]
Quavo, kom hier, kom bij me staan
Quavo, wanneer kom je met me praten
[Verse 1: Quavo]
I’m cooking and rapping and chickin(??) it crazy
That bitch over here keep spazzin’ on me
Goddamn, boutta make young nigga go ham
Pull up pass 100 to the fam
Geen Shaq, maar een nigga is in elkaar geslagen.
Ze belt mijn moeder, ze zegt dat ik verkoop
Ik denk dat ze zwanger is, ik hoop van niet
I’m smokin’ all day, this bitch in my face
When a nigga go to sleep I don’t even feel safe
Man, ik zweer dat deze trut zo gek is
She cray, she talkin’ about having my babies
She cray
Too cray
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Cookin’ and flippin’ and whippin’
She callin’ my phone the moment you trippin’
I’m in the middle of the kitchen ______________________ I drop in the trenches
She zegin’ she flipping she’s tellin'(??) my momma
Tellin’ me __________________ (??)
Maar die kip die ze voor je gekocht hebben, die Jimmy Choos nu maak je overal Instagram foto’s
Ik weet dat de Feds je in de gaten houden, zoals Nikki Buns in Harlem.
Meet the plug with the bat, ________ (??) the money I pull out the carbon
Geef het op, fuck nigga, het is een overval
Got some niggas in the hood that are robbin’ for me
Migos zijn de nieuwe Outkast en Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
[Hook x2]