Black Migo Lyrics Meanings
by Yeddy & Cheese

Fuckin' with that dog it ain't no game you better get it off
Starting beef with us you must be dumb we end it all
They always there when you winnin' what about when you lost it all
Why hate on a young nigga why you wanna see me fall?
This the last of this shit but we goin' make it cause
And it ain't no turning back cause we got shit at home
And it ain't no clackin' back we keep it in the dome
Tryna drive away from all my problems damn near lost a hold
We can send whatever shots and go blow for blow
Half my niggas fuckin' with the bowls but we got plenty more
You do me wrong I want revenge I can't let it go
I remember I was in that cold I was all alone
See my brothers through these pictures be there real soon
How you use to fuck with me and now you acting brand new?
Middle school same clothes with the same shoes
You don't know me speaking on my name nigga who you?
Black Migo call my phone said that shit in
I'm really getting to a bag nigga fuck a friend
Have you ever hit that fucking road just to see bands
Lil bitch you know I ain't cappin' I really knock headies
Ever seen a head fall off some raw sketti
Bro we gotta shoot back west I gotta catch Sandy
Dumpin' all these G's out this car I almost crashed the whip
My bitch hit her car and you know that she mad as shit
But I ain't trippin' on that shit I'm tryna catch a headie
You ain't never buss down a whole thing of raw sketti
You niggas still playin' with this shit I'm running through a bag
Stop flashing that petty ass cheese that is not no cash
Dump 200 grams in a week you niggas back trackin'
Phone slammin' hard in this bitch me and the bro's slappin'
Me and T backed up all day we can't miss a head
Got the glizzy with the fifty I'll leave you dead
I guarantee if I die then you coming with me
Actin' like you love me no you lying you ain't nothing to me
Me and glizzy all alone we like Bob and Whitney
You my brother no matter what so I'm bobbin' with you
How could you switch up on me I don't got none to give
They tryna put a pause on my life but I gotta continue
Whatever you need you know we got it's a whole menu
Pull up to the venue whatever you need we got lots to give you
Told my bro I'm finna' buss this bitch down go and grab some baggies
T in the back trippin' off meds finna' smack Cassie
And my geek said he love me cause I make em' happy
Me and bro really turnt up we finna' spend some G's
Yea we hit the fucking mall we blew some light shit
In the trap from the early morning to the night shift
All the fire biddies' comin' down they know we knocking headies
Man my opp's ain't even got a band man these niggas petty

Fuckin' with that dog it ain't no game you better get it off
Starting beef with us you must be dumb we end it all
They always there when you winnin' what about when you lost it all
Why hate on a young nigga why you wanna see me fall?
This the last of this shit but we goin' make it cause
And it ain't no turning back cause we got shit at home
And it ain't no clackin' back we keep it in the dome
Tryna drive away from all my problems damn near lost a hold
We can send whatever shots and go blow for blow
Half my niggas fuckin' with the bowls but we got plenty more
You do me wrong I want revenge I can't let it go
I remember I was in that cold I was all alone
See my brothers through these pictures be there real soon
How you use to fuck with me and now you acting brand new?
Middle school same clothes with the same shoes
You don't know me speaking on my name nigga who you?
Black Migo call my phone said that shit in
I'm really getting to a bag nigga fuck a friend
Have you ever hit that fucking road just to see bands
Lil bitch you know I ain't cappin' I really knock headies
Ever seen a head fall off some raw sketti
Bro we gotta shoot back west I gotta catch Sandy
Dumpin' all these G's out this car I almost crashed the whip
My bitch hit her car and you know that she mad as shit
But I ain't trippin' on that shit I'm tryna catch a headie
You ain't never buss down a whole thing of raw sketti
You niggas still playin' with this shit I'm running through a bag
Stop flashing that petty ass cheese that is not no cash
Dump 200 grams in a week you niggas back trackin'
Phone slammin' hard in this bitch me and the bro's slappin'
Me and T backed up all day we can't miss a head
Got the glizzy with the fifty I'll leave you dead
I guarantee if I die then you coming with me
Actin' like you love me no you lying you ain't nothing to me
Me and glizzy all alone we like Bob and Whitney
You my brother no matter what so I'm bobbin' with you
How could you switch up on me I don't got none to give
They tryna put a pause on my life but I gotta continue
Whatever you need you know we got it's a whole menu
Pull up to the venue whatever you need we got lots to give you
Told my bro I'm finna' buss this bitch down go and grab some baggies
T in the back trippin' off meds finna' smack Cassie
And my geek said he love me cause I make em' happy
Me and bro really turnt up we finna' spend some G's
Yea we hit the fucking mall we blew some light shit
In the trap from the early morning to the night shift
All the fire biddies' comin' down they know we knocking headies
Man my opp's ain't even got a band man these niggas petty