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Testo Highway 85 - Migos

Testo della canzone Highway 85 (Migos), tratta dall'album Yung Rich Nation

Honorable C.N.O.T.E.
Take it back to the Nawfside
Huh, Migo N.W.A nigga
Woke up quick at about noon, just thought that I had to be on the north soon (north)
Hop in my Bimmer to see my mom's (mom), my mom started trippin' 'bout my stinkin' ass bong
Stopped at the gas station, get it pumped by the bums (woo)
See some niggas I ain't like where I came from (fuck)
I grabbed my Glock, then I dialed one number
Tell my brother that I'm slippin', and I'm in trouble (migo)
So the nigga I don't like made a move to the right (huh)
I grabbed the Glock and point it at him on sight (huh)
The nigga to the left told me, "Put the gun down" (what?)
Baow, one round, uh, it's goin' down (uh)
I ran out the store, I can't believe I ain't hit (woo)
My Migos pull up with MACs and sticks (MACs and sticks)
Rel hopped out and let two shots off (bah-bah)
Then I looked around the corner, it's Gwinnett County law (12)
I rolled down the window, it's the officer (officer)
Put his nose in my car, and say he smell the herb (gas)
He opened up the door and asked me can he search
Hell nah, officer, you know how much I'm worth? (Hell nah) I'm worth a million
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (skrrt-skrrt)
Blue and white lights on the Northside
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (uh, nawf)
Young nigga ain't tryna see no jail time
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (skrrt-skrrt)
Blue and white lights on the Northside
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (uh, nawf)
Young nigga, I ain't tryna see no jail time (Offset)
High speed chase goin' down 29 (skrrt-woo), mama on my line sayin' I'm on Fox 5 (mom)
I said, "You sure, ma'?" she said, "Baby, it's live" (damn)
I said, "Fuck 12" turn up the alpine (fuck)
Rockin' down Boggs Road, seen a punk ass busta
Got the .38 on me but this bitch kinda rusty (.38)
Fuck it, I'ma shoot it, if it jam then I'm runnin' (fuck it)
Baow-baow-baow-baow, crumpin' must be from Oakland (Oakland)
I ran through the cut, 12 chasin' me (12), smokin' on gas got the best of me
He gettin' so close, boutta tackle me (nah)
I turned around and emptied the clip, get from round me (bah-bah)
It's fucked up, niggas in the hood they killin' each other (damn)
And most of us got single parents, only a mother (moms)
Niggas in the kitchen whippin' chickens, tryna get butter (yeah)
Police on my ass 'cause the Budniks on the Cutlass (uh)
Police pull me over, got the MAC in the back (MAC in the back)
Wait 'til he get up out the car and hit the gas (skrrt)
High speed chase down 29 (chasin' me)
And if I get caught, I'm gettin' a lifetime (uh)
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (skrrt-skrrt)
Blue and white lights on the Northside
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (uh, nawf)
Young nigga ain't tryna see no jail time
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (skrrt-skrrt)
Blue and white lights on the Northside
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (uh, nawf)
Young nigga, I ain't tryna see no jail time
Once upon a time not long ago
Three amigos by the name of Offset, Takeoff, Quavo
Stayed on the Northside, that's where anything goes
And if a nigga disrespect, he meet the funeral home
Wake up in the mornin', thank him 'cause it's me that he chose
Migo Jerz at the bando with a fork in a bowl (blah)
My nigga called me at the park and said, "It's gettin' too deep" (brrt)
Jumped in my R8 with ostrich seats and hit the streets (fuck it)
Ridin' down club drive, feelin' myself
I know the block is hot, I'm screamin', "Fuck 12", sparkin' a spliff
My conscious tellin' me, "You trippin', Takeoff think I see 12"
Damn, I shouldn't of served that nigga at the Shell
Now let me tell you a riddle (huh), mirror-mirror on the wall (yeah)
What would you do if police told you, "Pull over your car"?
Mirror, when do you picture the Migos fallin' off?
The mirror said, "You stupid boy, don't ask that question at all"
I see red and white, blue lights as I look in my rear
Put the gas out, it's Friday and it's smokey in here
Fuck another high speed chase, that's when the hemi kick in
Forgive me for my sins, I ain't goin' back to the pen, it's gon' be a
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (skrrt-skrrt)
Blue and white lights on the Northside
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (uh, nawf)
Young nigga ain't tryna see no jail time
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (skrrt-skrrt)
Blue and white lights on the Northside
High speed chase, goin' down 85 (uh, nawf)
Young nigga, I ain't tryna see no jail time



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Writer(s): Carlton Mays, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball
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