50 Chicks - Intellectual

[Pre Chorus: Quavo]

Yeah, Quavo, huh?

I'm trapping I'm trapping, I'm cappin man

Catch me in the back of the alley, I'm chopping a brick with Longway and the Flippa man

(Bow, bow, glaw, bow)

Them bullets they hitting your headband

My niggas they aim at your shoulders

Your niggas shooting below the waistband (Kill 'em)

[Intro: Quavo & Takeoff]

(Zaytoven)

Got fifty chickens

Flippa, Takeoff

Got 50, Migos

50 gone, QC

[Chorus: Quavo]

Fifty chicks, fifty chicks

Fifty chicks, fifty chicks (Suuwoo)

All this motherfuckin trappin', young nigga gon' end up rich

All this motherfuckin trappin', young nigga gon' end up rich (Yeah, Quavo, huh?)

[Verse 1: Quavo]

I'm trapping I'm trapping, I'm cappin', man

Catch me in the back of the alley, I'm chopping a brick with Longway and the Flippa man

(Bow, bow, glaw, bow)

Them bullets they hitting your headband

My niggas they aim at your shoulders

Your niggas shooting below the waistband

Ooh, ooh, Guapo, get her she poppin' that pussy on handstand

She do anything for the rubber band

I heard she can swallow a soda can

Ben Franklin's stuck to my Robin's

People they looking around for Batman

Young nigga you thinking bout Robbin

I pull out the strap and they calling me Gatman

Finessing the city we run up the tickets

Young nigga go collect the stacks man

Skippa Da Flippa, Guapo the Grim Reaper, Longway got the strap and the beeper

[Chorus: Quavo]

Fifty chicks, fifty chicks

Fifty chicks, fifty chicks (Suuwoo)

All this motherfuckin trappin', young nigga gon' end up rich

[Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa]

Fifty chicks, fifty bricks, coming in on a ship

Got a bad yellow bitch

With the coke, whip her wrist

Skippa Da Flippa, Young rich nigga

I came up off hittin' them licks

Chinatown Plug, he is the shit

He hit my flip, he talkin' 'bout it's my bitch

Put some work in Florida, I am no Seminole

Fifty turned double, I'm a smooth criminal

They in, weigh in, triple beam original

No grams here, my scales are not digital

We double cup leaning, you drinking on pinnacle

Audi R8, the forgis are additional

Two twin tricks, trappin' my chicks

I'm feeling identical time for a physical

Me and your bitch, she sucking my dick

I'm rubbing her clit, still grippin' the stick

Fifty them chicks, fifty them chicks

Trappin' and cappin' gon' get a nigga rich

[Chorus: Quavo]

Fifty chicks, fifty chicks

Fifty chicks, fifty chicks (Suuwoo)

All this motherfuckin trappin', young nigga gon' end up rich

[Verse 3: Takeoff]

Unh, Unh (Takeoff), Unh (Takeoff), Unh ,Unh

Fifty chicks, dirty sticks

Plasma screen, fifty inch

Bad white bitch, twenty-seven inch

Working at Wendy's I'm in the kitchen, I butter my biscuits, ain't talking bout Denny's

Call me Bill Nye its time for experiments

Your wrist is broke you ain't got no experience

Versace and diamonds it boost my appearance

I'm drippin' in 10K for my appearance

These niggas be snitchin like Benny, they ain't in it

My lawyer keep telling me these nigga is witnesses

I fuck with Young Money, I fuck with Grand Hustle, QC is the label, it's still competition

I forget to mention, my nigga, we winning

The Versace kings, Migos, 2Pac, and Biggie (Grra, grra, grra)

Bullets gon' hit him but when I ask niggas, bananas clips split up

Splitting whoever there witchu I'm smoking on gas and I'm laughing like Richard (Hahaha)

Young nigga, I gated my residence

I'm taking pictures with the president (Barack)

My money so long, ain't no measurement

Meeting with Benjamin, picking up Franklin

Breaking my wrist, it got me rich, Fifty chicks

[Chorus: Quavo]

Fifty chicks, fifty chicks

Fifty chicks, fifty chicks (Suuwoo)

All this motherfuckin trappin', young nigga gon' end up rich