Casamigos Freestyle
    (专辑: Friend Of The Family - 2022)
    
    [Nyck Caution:]  Yeah, ay, yeah  (He's here)   Been with the 
shit like I'm ready to die  Y'all for the 
Migos, I'm ready to fly  Point me the 
route where my enemies lie  Call up the 
guys, I'm ready to slide  I'm sick of this shit, I 
can't belly it  And murder the 
hero, we getting rebellious  Let me talk to 'em, I'm feeling like Elliot  Dog got the 
juice, but goddamn it feel glorious (Goddamn)  You know the 
city notorious  (She wanna) She wanna link, but tonight I'm ignoring it, wait  She took a 
train from Astoria  Right to the 
crib for an hour, I 
tore it up  That's your old girl, I 
could see what you saw in her  Back to the 
lab, gotta stick to the 
formula  I 
don't take trips out the 
country, I 
tour that shit  Taking these L's to the 
face like I'm forfeiting  Medium well, raise the 
stakes, shit I'm torchin it  Never enough, turn it up, I 
need more of it  (More of it, more of it, more of it)  Soon as that bass drop, I'ma just swing, double D's in a 
tank top  Open wide baby, I'm tryna hit bank shots  Walking on sunshine, stepping on raindrops  I 
was tryna rock like Aesop  Sweet little thing and she suck like cake pop  Not my main thot, so we just BTS, no K-Pop, oh  Yeah, that shit was dynamite, nah, I 
ain't tryna wipe  Working this craft like a 
brewery  Hoping that her and her friend alike  They tryna see what he brew like a 
Yemenite  Taking off, go to the 
moon in my satellite  I 
was too gone off the 
shrooms, I'm a 
parasite  Working too much, had to cop a 
new terabyte  Blacking out, waking up thinking like, "Where am I?"   Been with the 
shit like I'm ready to die  Y'all for the 
Migos, I'm ready to fly  Been with the 
shit like I'm ready to die  Y'all for the 
Migos, I'm ready to fly   [Kirk Knight:]  I 
married the 
money and started a 
cult  All these foreign bitches fresh off the 
boat  No serial numbers, I 
walk with the 
ghost  Came from the 
trenches, I 
ain't have a 
coat  Extended the 
visa, rent a 
two-seater  Bad mamacita, it's cheaper to leave her  I'm cheating my vices, money my psychic  Smile in my face, but these haters don't like me  Hit the 
dealership, duffles on duffles  In the 
Benz [?] the 
shuttle  Me, myself, and I 
had to go huddle  [?] with shorty, she smuggle  Put her on juice, watch her percolate  I 
told her, "Bag up, we gon' work today"  VIP section from section 8 
 I 
can't even understand what a 
hater say  [?] you ready to die  Been with the 
shits and I'm ready to  You see the 
pain in my eyes  No more talking, you keep feeding me lies  Glock 19 for your demise  Extended-release, the 
[?] got me high  Nobody move, got the 
Glock over thigh  Kick back, too big for the 
size  Seating reclined, this money is mine  All the 
designers sent to the 
crib, I 
don't wait in lines  Tell lil' brodie he gon' paint the 
block like crime  I'm on a 
money chase, young nigga tryna beat the 
time  Count up [?]   [Nyck Caution:]  Been with the 
shit like I'm ready to die  Y'all for the 
Migos I'm ready to fly  Been with the 
shit like I'm ready to die  Y'all for the 
Migos, I'm ready to fly