Migos & Gucci Mane – 1017 (feat. Young Thug) Lyrics

Migos & Gucci Mane – 1017 (feat. Young Thug) Lyrics
1017
Migos & Gucci Mane (feat. Young Thug)
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    "1017." - Migos & Gucci Mane (feat. Young Thug)

    Album: Tru Colors
    Track No: 24
    1017
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    Ey Thug
    Who the fuck this nigga over here?
    Boy, you 'bout to get fired on

    We don't fuck around with that fuck shit
    We don't fuck around with that fuck shit
    Fuck with 1017 you'll get bust bitch
    Fuck with 1017 you'll get bust quick
    We don't fuck around with that fuck shit
    We don't fuck around with that fuck shit
    Fuck with 1017 you'll get bust bitch
    Fuck with 1017 you'll get bust quick

    We don't fuck around, we don't fuck around
    Chopper with that hundred round that's a lay 'em down
    Don't nobody move, don't nobody make a sound
    All my niggas play with Whitney, that's that Bobby Brown

    I rob in my black tee, hit licks in my black tee
    I'm not Gucci, 4-5 long as Shaq's feet
    I'm sippin' on that mud, I'm not a pig, I'm a squid
    Oscar flows in the spot, pull 'em open, bust your wig

    All my niggas keep that sid like Billy the Kid
    No drag queen, but we aiming at your wig
    All my niggas keep that saw like that movie Saw
    Double pump, pistol grip, that's that sawed off

    Take 'em off for his bails, but we not soft
    We get them choppers shipped in straight from Moscow
    These diamonds brighter than the light, I'm a fucking moth
    Teach a lil' nigga how to juug, I'm his fuckin' scout

    WWE, yeah, you know my team is raw
    If the boss say don't fuck with you then get lost
    If the plug front me bricks then I get it off
    Fifty choppers in that Maybach like I'm Ross

    I'm posted at BP, serving that gas like QT
    Foreign bad bitch she a cutie, call the plug up for a QT
    All blue Lambo tookie, Steven Spielberg, I make movies
    Me and Thugga Thug just boolin
    Strapped with choppers and Uzi's
    Got an Asian plug with the sushi, smokin' diesel, call it dully
    Don't front me no set, I'm taking off with it, call me Darren McFadden
    You know I wear Prada, you niggas wear nada
    I can get you knocked off, that's a done dada
    Tomorrow the Louis, I'm tired of the Truey
    But niggas can't do it so I gotta do it (do it, do it)

    Writer(s): Radric Davis, Quincy WILLIAMS, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Jeffery Williams, Kirshnick Ball & Kiari Cephus.

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