Frio

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Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Yeah, yeah, bling, bling, bling
 My accountant called
 Said I gotta be more accountable
 I told 'em, that's cool
 We can start when I get back from Monaco
 Got a pool with the view and the scenery tropical
 And I'm comin' back lookin' tan as fuck like a Navajo
 Bling, bling, bling
 They don't get the picture like they service sucks
 Bet they hear me now, yeah they've heard of us
 Hit the ground runnin', on my hurry up
 Landed on the green first shot
 This the birdie putt
 And if you call me out, call an audible
 And I'm rollin' up the tree like it's the pot of gold
 Got a model thing that lick me like an envelope
 Put her on the plane, I'm just sayin'
 That's a lot of dough
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Bling, bling, bling
 It get chilly when you out here dog
 Guess I needed this Gucci fur after all
 Got my girl, the his and hers to top it off
 And she's cool if we just kick it like a soccer mom
 Got a flight up in the morning I ain't packin' for it
 Got a meetin' with a suit but I ain't slackin' off
 I don't even own a fuckin' pair of slacks at all
 Talkin' M's in my F's dog saggin' off
 I don't bend, I don't break
 My life too real to be fake
 I got no time to engage
 In all the games that they play
 'Cause it can change in a day
 The only people that safe
 The ones who ain't in my way
 Now I'm doin' shit I promised I would never do
 With some fake white chicks, feel like Terry Crews
 Got a nice watch, so they watch my every move
 Hit my phone but they ain't ever gettin' through
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Bling, bling, bling
 
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Yeah, yeah, bling, bling, bling
 My accountant called
 Said I gotta be more accountable
 I told 'em, that's cool
 We can start when I get back from Monaco
 Got a pool with the view and the scenery tropical
 And I'm comin' back lookin' tan as fuck like a Navajo
 Bling, bling, bling
 They don't get the picture like they service sucks
 Bet they hear me now, yeah they've heard of us
 Hit the ground runnin', on my hurry up
 Landed on the green first shot
 This the birdie putt
 And if you call me out, call an audible
 And I'm rollin' up the tree like it's the pot of gold
 Got a model thing that lick me like an envelope
 Put her on the plane, I'm just sayin'
 That's a lot of dough
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Bling, bling, bling
 It get chilly when you out here dog
 Guess I needed this Gucci fur after all
 Got my girl, the his and hers to top it off
 And she's cool if we just kick it like a soccer mom
 Got a flight up in the morning I ain't packin' for it
 Got a meetin' with a suit but I ain't slackin' off
 I don't even own a fuckin' pair of slacks at all
 Talkin' M's in my F's dog saggin' off
 I don't bend, I don't break
 My life too real to be fake
 I got no time to engage
 In all the games that they play
 'Cause it can change in a day
 The only people that safe
 The ones who ain't in my way
 Now I'm doin' shit I promised I would never do
 With some fake white chicks, feel like Terry Crews
 Got a nice watch, so they watch my every move
 Hit my phone but they ain't ever gettin' through
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Bling, bling, bling
 
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Yeah, yeah, bling, bling, bling
 My accountant called
 Said I gotta be more accountable
 I told 'em, that's cool
 We can start when I get back from Monaco
 Got a pool with the view and the scenery tropical
 And I'm comin' back lookin' tan as fuck like a Navajo
 Bling, bling, bling
 They don't get the picture like they service sucks
 Bet they hear me now, yeah they've heard of us
 Hit the ground runnin', on my hurry up
 Landed on the green first shot
 This the birdie putt
 And if you call me out, call an audible
 And I'm rollin' up the tree like it's the pot of gold
 Got a model thing that lick me like an envelope
 Put her on the plane, I'm just sayin'
 That's a lot of dough
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Bling, bling, bling
 It get chilly when you out here dog
 Guess I needed this Gucci fur after all
 Got my girl, the his and hers to top it off
 And she's cool if we just kick it like a soccer mom
 Got a flight up in the morning I ain't packin' for it
 Got a meetin' with a suit but I ain't slackin' off
 I don't even own a fuckin' pair of slacks at all
 Talkin' M's in my F's dog saggin' off
 I don't bend, I don't break
 My life too real to be fake
 I got no time to engage
 In all the games that they play
 'Cause it can change in a day
 The only people that safe
 The ones who ain't in my way
 Now I'm doin' shit I promised I would never do
 With some fake white chicks, feel like Terry Crews
 Got a nice watch, so they watch my every move
 Hit my phone but they ain't ever gettin' through
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Bling, bling, bling
 
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Yeah, yeah, bling, bling, bling
 My accountant called
 Said I gotta be more accountable
 I told 'em, that's cool
 We can start when I get back from Monaco
 Got a pool with the view and the scenery tropical
 And I'm comin' back lookin' tan as fuck like a Navajo
 Bling, bling, bling
 They don't get the picture like they service sucks
 Bet they hear me now, yeah they've heard of us
 Hit the ground runnin', on my hurry up
 Landed on the green first shot
 This the birdie putt
 And if you call me out, call an audible
 And I'm rollin' up the tree like it's the pot of gold
 Got a model thing that lick me like an envelope
 Put her on the plane, I'm just sayin'
 That's a lot of dough
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Bling, bling, bling
 It get chilly when you out here dog
 Guess I needed this Gucci fur after all
 Got my girl, the his and hers to top it off
 And she's cool if we just kick it like a soccer mom
 Got a flight up in the morning I ain't packin' for it
 Got a meetin' with a suit but I ain't slackin' off
 I don't even own a fuckin' pair of slacks at all
 Talkin' M's in my F's dog saggin' off
 I don't bend, I don't break
 My life too real to be fake
 I got no time to engage
 In all the games that they play
 'Cause it can change in a day
 The only people that safe
 The ones who ain't in my way
 Now I'm doin' shit I promised I would never do
 With some fake white chicks, feel like Terry Crews
 Got a nice watch, so they watch my every move
 Hit my phone but they ain't ever gettin' through
 Smokin' weed to Migos
 It's just me and mi amigos (uh)
 And we feelin' like gold
 Woke up like CeeLo (yeah)
 John Lennon shades
 Mobbin' around like a Beatle (like a Beatle, yeah)
 And I'm so cold, "hace frio"
 Bling, bling, bling
 

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