Album Cover F*ck 12

F*ck 12

MIGOS

5

Call real money, talkin bout money

Nothing but hunnids, sup Rel!

Thats the sound of them mocking birds and they hummingBow bow prow, that′s them hollow tips as they comin

Up with yo skirt!

Woo woo, fuck Gwinnett County

Fuck!

Da fuck?

Aye throw that shit, throw that shit 12 outside

Hurry up man, hurry up man

Let go nigga, let's go put em up

It′s a knock at my front door

12 kickin in my front door

Now we runnin out the back door

Drop the pistol is the life of that bando

It's a knock at my front door

12 kickin in my front door

Now we runnin out the back door

Drop the pistol is the life of that bando

It's a knock on my front door

They lookin for takeoff they heard on the streets, I be sellin that blow (who?)

It′s a pot on a stove, up in a bowl, 100 blunts roll

I hit the back door me and quavo meet offset at the store

Call real money, talkin bout money

Nothing but hunnids, sup Rel!

Thats the sound of them mocking birds and they humming

Bow bow prow, that′s them hollow tips as they comin

Up with yo skirt!

Woo woo, fuck on that county

Fuck!

Pull up that skirt in the Audi

Hit 200 on the highway

Skip going crazy in Mazzie

Drivng like a nigga caught a body

Next day pull up in the Rari

Versace my belt like ed hardys

I'm sellin them burgers like Hardys

My white boi he told me im gnarly

It′s a knock at my front door

12 kickin in my front door

Now we runnin out the back door

Drop the pistol is the life of that bando

It's a knock at my front door

12 kickin in my front door

Now we runnin out the back door

Drop the pistol is the life of that bando

Man fuck, my mama hit my phone I(mama)

12 in my home, they won′t leave me alone (goddamn, aye nigga flush the work)

Might flush that work, skip by the dip, he runnin with a zip

It's 100, want me to quick trip

Nigga you turn, get outta here

2 too many snakes in the grass, man somebody tellin′ (snakes)

Here go 10 bands skip, get his cerebellum

Watchu mean hand you the pistol? Here the Mac-11

'Cos it's a call right now, want that nigga dead at 7

Got off the phone with Gucci, he told us we on the news

We all over the channels, 4, 5, 11, and 2

He said "be safe lil′ bruh, just hit me when you need some money"

We taking G-4 private plane, we ′bout to leave the country

It's a knock at my front door

12 kickin in my front door

Now we runnin out the back door

Drop the pistol is the life of that bando

It′s a knock at my front door

12 kickin in my front door

Now we runnin out the back door

Drop the pistol is the life of that bando