I don't know
I just ain't got none right now man
What?
Take your time
I don't know what to say
Uh
But I do wanna address you lame ass fuck ****
That's what I do wanna do
Stealin' my flow, huh?
Ain't even got no hook man
You **** you know
No hook
**** you know that you stealin' my flow
Y'all know a fuck **** don't rap like that man
Take off
You rappers you wanna be thirty-three
Still tryna copy me
Young rich **** only nineteen and you'd better acknowledge me
Fuck **** you spitting and rapping like this
Without Migos consent want apology
The labels keep talking, the critics keep writing
All because we gettin' currency
I think it's time for extortion
Or killing you babies, abortion
Kidnap you ****, my Migos I'll torture you
I told you I'd rather be rich than famous
Fuck **** dissin' my label
These fuck **** done stole so much
Goddamn swag, might as well sell it
The critics done said it, I might as well tell it
On Actavis with my shirt off screaming fuck the world like Makeveli
Q.C. the label, Solid Foundation
Young **** on the block with the work to the sun come up
Trapping like a fundraiser
Fuck **** you know I'm a Migo
If I don't have Emmit, get poked with a razor
Uh
Which one of my cars should I drive today?
I don't know
(They all foreign)
Which one of my hoes should I fuck today?
I don't know
(They all bad)
Which one of my chains should I put on? Put 'em all on
You **** you know, you **** you know
That you stealin' my flow
Whatever you with, we with it
Whatever you with, we with it
Whatever you with, we with it
Whatever you with, whatever you with
My **** we pressing
My **** we pressing no button
My **** ain't stressing got money
Whatever you with, whatever you with
You know that my **** be with it
They copy the name, they copy the game
They copy the slang
Versace, Versace we brought that shit back
And you **** is lame
We hearin' the way that these rappers
Is rappin' that shit not creative
What's the difference?
We some young **** that signed to no label
My squad is so deep in the club
Your fans and your people don't notice you
All of my **** got diamonds
They flashin' they look like a photoshoot
I pull up in valet
The Audi got soft top but my top is bulletproof
And now they want jugg and finessin'
Now they want 'sace the necklace
At first we didn't expect it, and now we expect it
At first the flow they neglect it, and now they respect it
I'm thanking God for the blessing
I know that this game is dirty, Smith and Wesson
Which one of my cars should I drive today?
I don't know
(They all foreign)
Which one of my hoes should I fuck today?
I don't know
(They all bad)
Which one of my chains should I put on? Put 'em all on
You **** you know, you **** you know
That you stealin' my flow
Whatever you with, we with it
Whatever you with, we with it
Whatever you with, we with it
Whatever you with, whatever you with
My **** we pressing
My **** we pressing no button
My **** ain't stressing got money
Whatever you with, whatever you with
You know that my **** we with it
You must got the rabies, you bite
You copy my swag and I like it
Young **** I'm for sale
Give 'em hell
Put a **** on a mission
Young **** won't fail
Y'all pussy ass rappers, these **** they wise
Never trap, never cap, never been in a trial
You with it, I'm with it
Them hollows start spittin'
These **** they shaking like Diddy
Gotta pay to trap on my block
Extortion, eighty percent of your guap
No lie, Versace, it got me a fortune
Enormous money ain't never gonna stop
Woke up this morning and I played the radio
**** remedial, sounding like Radio
Them **** not talking just pullin' that cards
Dunk a ****, Vince Carter
Bullets have a **** dancing like Carlton
Which one of my cars should I drive today?
I don't know
(They all foreign)
Which one of my hoes should I fuck today?
I don't know
(They all bad)
Which one of my chains should I put on? Put 'em all on
You **** you know, you **** you know
That you stealin' my flow
Whatever you with, we with it
Whatever you with, we with it
Whatever you with, we with it
Whatever you with, whatever you with
My **** we pressing
My **** we pressing no button
My **** ain't stressing got money
Whatever you with, whatever you with
You know that my **** we with it

Writer(s): Quavious Marshall, Kirshnick Ball & Kiari Cephus.