WHY NOT LYRICS MIGOS ATLALBUMS, ENGLISH SONGS / By Jayesh Khade WHY NOT LYRICS MIGOS ATL[Intro: Quavo] Ooh Whoo Go[Chrous: Quavo] Get money (Go), why not? (Cash) I sell a brick on your block (Brick) You think shit sweet, but you know now (Sweet, sweet) I fuck your bitch in your spot (Woah) Young nigga run around too hot Young nigga burnt out, burnt out (Burnt) 12 pulling up so we burnt out (Skkrt) Sweet lil’ bitch, now she turnt out[Verse 1: Quavo] Remember that time, that lil’ great lil’ Audi with the rubberband tires (I remember) Remember that time, in the bando, in the house with the boards on the sides (Uh) Ain’t even have no fire, gettin’ beat, gettin’ stomped til’ a nigga (Stomped) Everybody talking that cap (Whoo), til a nigga get papped (Whoo), I know a nigga lyin’, uh Nigga ain’t flexing, nigga I’m outside, nigga your bitch just pressin’ (Bitch) When I bought the presi, I put the big boy nuggets in the big boy necklace (Soo, soo, soo) Look at my section (section), nun’ but them playa’s, it’s a big boy blessing (Playa’s) Freak sum little bitch sexy (Sexy), she don’t go yet, she ready (She ready) I drive the coupe like Andretti’s Nigga gon’ spin, gon’ spray no confetti (spin) The bankroll way too heavy, walk with a Wap, with a Wap, no Fetty (walk) Handing out a gifts like Oprah, he gets some P’s and she gets a Birkin (You get a Birkin) Turn me a fuck nigga over Washing my hands with bleach and detergent (Go) Washing my hands with bleach and detergent (Whoo) In the Maybach, with the new curtains (Curtains) Flipping them bands, the one that we working (Bands) Built her from scratch, and now she too perfect (Scratch) Whoa what was that (Whoa) All these bitches ass fat (Fat) And they naked and they bad (Bad) For that pussy, it’s a tax Oh no no, goin out sad (No) I just ordered up a bag (No, no) Sellin’ drip (drip), fuck a swag (Drip) I put diamonds on my glass (Glass)[Chorus: Quavo] Get money (Go), why not? I sell a brick on your block (Brick) You think shit sweet, but you know now (Sweet) I fuck your bitch in your spot (Woah) Young nigga run around too hot Young nigga burnt out, burnt out (Burnt) 12 pulling up so we burnt out (Skkrt) Sweet lil’ bitch, now she turnt out[Verse 2: Takeoff] Free them niggas I’ma still sending green dots (Free) Fuck all the ops, they get red dots (Fuck em’) No need to buy That’s a waste of money on the vest, cause my nigga takin’ headshots (Brrrt) I’m in the skies Fuck a coolant on the stick when the shells hot I got the vibes (vibes) Know I got drugs, they call me the med doc (Takeoff) Niggas be hoes (hoes) Call him baby boy, cause he got put in a headlock (Ha) Breaking that bowl (Whippin’) Got head from your thot and a red dot (Damn) Brand new strap, they dead stock Talk to a bitch like Red Fox (Bitch) I spent a two on a factory watch Thought a nigga with no money said somethin’ I’m high and they pray on my downfall I’m geeking, I’m staring at walls Forgot I had mixed the Perky with the Adderall Got the soda for me and Chris Paul (Clean, drank) Maybach, why not? These niggas cap, lemme find out (Cap) Young niggas ready to wild out (Spend) They get too much money, timeout (Hold on) [Chorus: Quavo & Takeoff] Get money (Go), why not? (Get It) I sell a brick on your block (Brick) You think shit sweet, but you know now (Pussy) I fuck your bitch in your spot (Woah) Young nigga run around too hot (Haha) Young nigga burnt out, burnt out (Burnt) 12 pulling up so we burnt out (Skkrt) Sweet lil’ bitch, now she turnt out (Set it)[Verse 3: Offset] Lick for a lick (Lick), walk with a stick (Go) Wish they’d come up, Rollie’ come off his wrist (Whoa) Adopting the choppa’s I make them my kids (Adopting the choppa’s) Givin’ the purse and I’m givin’ her dick Crocodile Prada, this belt cost a fit (Crocodile) He got a bag out his stomach, the shit (Euh) He a fuck nigga, fuck on his bitch (Fuck nigga) When they shoot when they aim they don’t miss (Pa, pew) Fire, hot We on the boat with the thots, fire (Thots) Ice in the blick, then somebody gon’ cry (Blicks) Lift up my wrist, put the sun in the sky That niggas sweet, that nigga pie (He sweet) He seen a demon, just look in his eyes (Demons) Like my demeanor, she fuckin’ right now (Right now) I let it ring and they duckin’ right now (Right now) Dropped outta school, turned to a criminal Fuck all the rules, run up the regiment (Run up the racks) 7.62, played and I’m sendin’ em’ (Sendin’ em’) 50 a drum, I call it cinnamon (50) Steppin’ (Hey), for the name in the game, what you reppin’? (What gang?) Gotta’ move in the street with a weapon Put the ‘guettes on the face of the bezel (‘Guettes) Drop the pin, we’ll spin on whoever [Chorus: Quavo] Get money, why not I’ll sell a brick on your block (Brick) You think shit sweet, but you know now I’ll fuck your bitch in your spot (Woah) Young nigga runnin’ around too hot Young nigga burnt out burnt out (Burnt) 12 pullin’ up so we burned out (Skrrt) Sweet lil’ bitch, now she turnt out (Soo)WHY NOT OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO
