Migos — Out Da Gym

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Migo Gang we in the building, Yo!
Young boss nigga shit, you know what I’m sayin’?
Turn up!
Yo! Jumpin’, Jumpin’, Jumpin’, Jumpin’, Jump Jump Jumpin’
My men always jumping out the gym

No basketball though
Jumping out the gym
Jumping out the gym
No Clyde Drexler money
Jumping out the gym
Jumping out the gym
Jumping out the gym
No Dominique money

Jumping out the gym
Go! Money above the rim
Burberry timbs
Bands jumpin’ out the gym, no Shawn Kemp
Back then she ain’t want me
Now I got her salty
‘Cause she seen Young Quavo flex up in that Aston Martin

Hurricane wrist, watch Young Quavo break the pot
In the VIP shootin’ nothing but money jump shots
Can’t nobody touch me ’cause my goons like secret service
Pull up, pop the trunk, it’s a flock of birdies
Smokin’ on purp James Worthy, (purp)
Sippin’ on pink like Kirby, (lean)
I already know she thirsty

So I put her in the kitchen dancing dirty
I already know he a coward
I already know he sour
He a snake in the grass so I had to cut him off
I call that Georgia Powell
We don’t even kick it like that dog
Quick to spray a nigga like Lysol
Don’t get mad at me ’cause I smashed your bitch then I passed her like Chris
Paul

Hell nah I don’t need no label
Hundred bands just sitting on the table
Face card so good in da hood I could go kick shit with blocc gang in Decatur
80 piece teeth
Girbauds with the crease
Aw shit look who it is, the white Dominique
Dominique Wilkins, more dough than Homer Simpson
I can ball and tell more story than that Rumpelstiltskin

I done shine different, but I still diamond glisten
Wood wheel twistin’, mysterious roof missin’
40K on wrist, and I’m ballin’ fierce
I done shot more jumpers than that Paul Pierce
Or Kevin Garnett, ‘cept I don’t even break a sweat
I’m flying learjet, all glass clear jet
Me and Migos stack casinos, DJ Drama

We on vacation, we skyscrapin’ in East Bahamas
Dominique back in the day
Man they jumpin’ out the gym, Wilt Chamb
With a shot like ‘areemm Abdul-Jabbar
Or lay it up like Nate Archibald
21 bands on me, Dominique
Shoot a nigga lights out, Pistol Pete
And I called them Birds Beyonce
‘Cause they look good and you know they gon’ sing

Thirty-one
I dropped 3, it wasn’t nothing, Reggie Miller
I’m jumpin out da gym, Yao Ming
You’re short similar to a
A nigga keep a steel like
Black and grey Larry Bird
You gon give her up my eye
Shooting jumpshot like Brent Barry, Kyle Korver, Jason Terry
And if a nigga try and take my cash, no Pastor Troy, but we ready
Out the gym, straight to Lennox
How I do’s it nigga?

Got a plug down in Louie, don’t even use it nigga
Got a plug in every city for my shoes nigga
Walk in the store with straight cash, nigga no issue
They like T James! That’s my nigga!
You a real nigga bruh that’s why we fuck with ya
My reply is always humble nigga never brag
Tell that cute bitch show me where the elevens at
You want them Jordans, nigga?

I’m on the Air Max
Tryna ball with me ain’t safe nigga air bag
You sleeping on the fly nigga call it jet lag
Money making moves nigga call it step back
James