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Ounces

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Ounces

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Migos! Metro!

I mean all I ever wanted to be

Y'all know what we wanted to be

Uh, rich!

All I ever wanted was some motherfuckin' guala (money)

Bando used to smell like some stinkin' enchiladas (bando)

The streets is a jungle, got to watch for the koalas (snoopers)

All I ever wanted was to get rid of them ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Whole lot of ounces! (whole lot)

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

All I ever wanted was to get rid of them ounces

Walk around with large amounts of guala on me

I'm walking around with a pocket rocket, don't run up on me lonely

Bought my first audi with the fish scale guts

Now I got the bitches, wanna fuck, they wanna cuddle up

Wanna come to the bando, knock two times then twist the handle

Got everything in stock, whatever you need, just ask me

I'm selling that kush to asher, real money, got a whole bag of ashley

Money taller than mountains, drinking lean out of damn water fountains

She so bad gave me erection or erode, whatever you call it

Bitch, me and my team been balling

Bet your label keep motherfucking calling

Woke up to a bitch this morning, got 16 new text message

10 Of em' saying "go get to the guap", other 6 saying "migos up next"

G-g-g-g-gone!

All I ever wanted was some motherfuckin' guala (money)

Bando used to smell like some stinkin' enchiladas (bando)

The streets is a jungle, got to watch for the koalas (snoopers)

All I ever wanted was to get rid of them ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Whole lot of ounces! (whole lot)

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

All I ever wanted was to get rid of them ounces

When I was a kid all I wanted was a hundred dollar bill

Now I'm 19, young nigga want 100 mil

Selling whole things, want an ounce? Can't bust the seal

Wanna be a trapper? Never serve a nigga where you live

In the bando counting chips no poker, weighing bales of okra

I got lots of o's, put my name right next to al capone

I'm a wizard, antwan jamison

My plug ain't kangaroo jack, but he australian

And he got crack sacks in the knapsack

Critics say I'm a product of my environment

Selling that dope to economists, menace to society

On the top of the mountain, you under me

Young nigga, I'm trapping and grinding

No scale for the workers, I'm eying it

You niggas still nickel and diming

Remix the dope and you niggas still buying it

All I ever wanted was some motherfuckin' guala (money)

Bando used to smell like some stinkin' enchiladas (bando)

The streets is a jungle, got to watch for the koalas (snoopers)

All I ever wanted was to get rid of them ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Whole lot of ounces! (whole lot)

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

All I ever wanted was to get rid of them ounces

Fuck the rap game cause these rap niggas really ain't shit

I hop in the audi, I hop in the bentley

Fuck it I'm smashing that bitch

Young rich nigga with the rollie wrist

Trapping and capping, I'm selling the birdie

You fuck niggas really ain't serving

Selling the bricks to the plug up in berlin

Put the dope in the water, hit it with the egg beater

Sipping lean, yeah I'm good, I'm tequila

My neck is so sick, got the measles

This for my my niggas that trap in the regal

Ounces, ounces, ounces, molly santana's tall as a mountain

Put the molly on top of her tongue

She sucking and fucking, she ain't got no manners

Back to the basics, I'm counting these faces

My pockets inflating off trapping and baiting

You niggas fugazy, my niggas, they strapped like the navy

I'm the mayor, matter fact, I'm the president

Sipping on actavis, like it's my medicine

Throwing the bird with accuracy, all of you niggas is amateur

Pull up in phantoms, but trap out of challengers

All I ever wanted was some motherfuckin' guala (money)

Bando used to smell like some stinkin' enchiladas (bando)

The streets is a jungle, got to watch for the koalas (snoopers)

All I ever wanted was to get rid of them ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Whole lot of ounces! (whole lot)

Ounces, ounces, ounces

Ounces, ounces, ounces

All I ever wanted was to get rid of them ounces

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