SKYAMI 作词 : Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Matthew Jehu Samuels/Michael Millhouse 作曲 : Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Matthew Jehu Samuels/Michael Millhouse [Chorus: Offset] Woke up this mornin', force in my bed (Woo) Crumbin' through hundreds, it's crampin' my hand Your bitch be goin', I know she a fan (She goin') We at your door when we rock the [?] Back to back cash, you know gang ain't playin' (Gang) If he an opp, can't save him, explain Bitch, you ain't never been in a McLaren I got two bitches that boost up my parents We on a boat We in Skyami, penthouse with your ho' I'd go hit a lick when I was broke I'm with the Migo gang, all that I know Play with this shit, you get hung by a rope We got the weed and the dog and the the coat Niggas wasn't there, we was robbin' the NAWF (Rob) Pistol P, bless his soul We took losses and I can't let it go (Took losses) [Verse 1: Mango Foo] On the low, had to kick in the door (Door) Strip him out of his clothes, we grippin' them poles We really lost another artist who cold I ain't **** with these niggas, they **** with me Had to take out the plug for some low's I'll sell everything on my soul They've been hatin' on this shit and I notice it (I know) I'ma pop out myself, ain't no co-defendant Can't fake kick it, they know I'm a ****in' menace Came from swervin', hotboxes, don't Jimmy Jimmy Kimmel shit, now I'm a chemist Ain't no cap in my rap, know I live it (No cap) We spend records on gallery dinner (Dinners) We gon' load up with sticks and switch 'em out the rental This eight-hundred stackin', my name it got— I hit a lick, I'm tryna make a wave **** tryna slide, I'm tryna go skate Shoot out the diamonds, center of the weight And mama keep cryin', 'cause we makin' waves Niggas is street, how I came from the pavement Get him whacked when I see him and he ain't pay me yet Get the choppers to hang like a cage We ain't had a past, I had to take it [Chorus: Offset] Woke up this mornin', force in my bed (Woo) Crumbin' through hundreds, it's crampin' my hand Your bitch be goin', I know she a fan (She goin') We at your door when we rock the [?] Back to back cash, you know gang ain't playin' (Gang) If he an opp, can't save him, explain Bitch, you ain't never been in a McLaren I got two bitches that boost up my parents We on a boat We in Skyami, penthouse with your ho' I'd go hit a lick when I was broke I'm with the Migo gang, all that I know Play with this shit, you get hung by a rope We got the weed and the dog and the the coat Niggas wasn't there, we was robbin' the NAWF (Rob) Pistol P, bless his soul We took losses and I can't let it go (Took losses) [Verse 2: Offset] I'll go Chrome Heart in this bitch Rose gold Audemar look like this And I put the pointer bezzel on my fist My neck is water, better lick your bitch I put the New York, court-side Knicks **** with me dozen, don't care 'bout the bitch She hate that I nutted and cuddled the wrist Catch you a body, we bustin' your wrist We got the bag, look like a farm I got the drop on my opp, on my palm Reppin' the [?] like I'm Gunna She wanna pop the G6 and have fun (G6) I was there, I was like break me the bond Like a tornado, get spinned with no warning I got that fire with the scope on no warning Finna check out the sunlight, the light is enormous I go attackin' the manic, we're trappin' for money My niggas don't talk to the ocean We paid a six figure Glock, where you posted? I'm in the loft, at the top, you don't know White diamonds, they look like they pokin' Migos great, and my back like a cobra Hit me again, answer the door, she a lil' more [Chorus: Offset] Woke up this mornin', force in my bed (Woo) Crumbin' through hundreds, it's crampin' my hand Your bitch be goin', I know she a fan (She goin') We at your door when we rock the [?] Back to back cash, you know gang ain't playin' (Gang) If he an opp, can't save him, explain Bitch, you ain't never been in a McLaren I got two bitches that boost up my parents We on a boat We in Skyami, penthouse with your ho' I'd go hit a lick when I was broke I don't get the legal, get all that I know I'm with the Migo gang, all that I know Play with this shit, you get hung by a rope We got the weed and the dog and the the coat Niggas wasn't there, we was robbin' the NAWF (Rob) Pistol P, bless his soul We took losses and I can't let it go (Took losses)