Wrist on froze, heart on cold
Baby, you know how I changed my demeanor when I went that road
Changed my flow, changed my hoes
Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe
And we got the snipers on go Six in the morning, I'm on my way home
And lately I'm losin' control F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow F*ck it, I gotta stay ten toes
And we never breakin' the code Cause me and my migo, we stickin' like mold
I'm in that mode, she acting bad, Ima pass it to bro
If she actin' boujee, I'ma tell her to roll
Bounce
Cause I ain't got time for your mouth And I ain't got time for no silly discussions
Ain't bringin' no money around
And I ain't got time for no silly discussions Ain't bringin' no money around
And I ain't got time for no silly discussions Ain't bringin' no money around
And I ain't got time for no silly discussions Ain't bringin' no money around
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow
F*ck it, I gotta stay ten toes
Wrist on froze, heart on cold
Baby, you know how I changed my demeanor when I went that road
Changed my flow, changed my hoes
Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Think I'm
Back to the basics, My heart is so cold I can't fake it
Can you believe from Harlem to Queens
Servin' and servin' the streets
We swerving' the rolls up with ease
Im feeling' the reefer, or is it the lean
Watch my rolls, Six in the morning, I'm on my way home
And lately I'm losin' control
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow
And lately I'm losin' control f*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow F*ck it, I gotta stay ten toes
Wrist on froze, heart on cold
Baby, you know how I changed my demeanor when I went that road
Changed my flow, changed my hoes
Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe
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Wrist on froze, heart on cold
Baby, you know how I changed my demeanor when I went that road
Changed my flow, changed my hoes
Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe
And we got the snipers on go Six in the morning, I'm on my way home
And lately I'm losin' control F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow F*ck it, I gotta stay ten toes
And we never breakin' the code Cause me and my migo, we stickin' like mold
I'm in that mode, she acting bad, Ima pass it to bro
If she actin' boujee, I'ma tell her to roll
Bounce
Cause I ain't got time for your mouth And I ain't got time for no silly discussions
Ain't bringin' no money around
And I ain't got time for no silly discussions Ain't bringin' no money around
And I ain't got time for no silly discussions Ain't bringin' no money around
And I ain't got time for no silly discussions Ain't bringin' no money around
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow
F*ck it, I gotta stay ten toes
Wrist on froze, heart on cold
Baby, you know how I changed my demeanor when I went that road
Changed my flow, changed my hoes
Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Think I'm
Back to the basics, My heart is so cold I can't fake it
Can you believe from Harlem to Queens
Servin' and servin' the streets
We swerving' the rolls up with ease
Im feeling' the reefer, or is it the lean
Watch my rolls, Six in the morning, I'm on my way home
And lately I'm losin' control
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow
And lately I'm losin' control f*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow F*ck it, I gotta stay ten toes
Wrist on froze, heart on cold
Baby, you know how I changed my demeanor when I went that road
Changed my flow, changed my hoes
Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe
Baby, you know how I changed my demeanor when I went that road
Changed my flow, changed my hoes
Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe
And we got the snipers on go Six in the morning, I'm on my way home
And lately I'm losin' control F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow F*ck it, I gotta stay ten toes
And we never breakin' the code Cause me and my migo, we stickin' like mold
I'm in that mode, she acting bad, Ima pass it to bro
If she actin' boujee, I'ma tell her to roll
Bounce
Cause I ain't got time for your mouth And I ain't got time for no silly discussions
Ain't bringin' no money around
And I ain't got time for no silly discussions Ain't bringin' no money around
And I ain't got time for no silly discussions Ain't bringin' no money around
And I ain't got time for no silly discussions Ain't bringin' no money around
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow
F*ck it, I gotta stay ten toes
Wrist on froze, heart on cold
Baby, you know how I changed my demeanor when I went that road
Changed my flow, changed my hoes
Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Think I'm
Back to the basics, My heart is so cold I can't fake it
Can you believe from Harlem to Queens
Servin' and servin' the streets
We swerving' the rolls up with ease
Im feeling' the reefer, or is it the lean
Watch my rolls, Six in the morning, I'm on my way home
And lately I'm losin' control
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow
And lately I'm losin' control f*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back in my zone
F*ck it, I gotta get back to my flow F*ck it, I gotta stay ten toes
Wrist on froze, heart on cold
Baby, you know how I changed my demeanor when I went that road
Changed my flow, changed my hoes
Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe, Young rich Migo I flex on a hoe
Writer: Jair Najera, John Garcia
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