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Jim Jones, Migos - We Set The Trends (Official Video)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Jim Jones
Jim Jones
Interprète
Migos
Migos
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Christopher Deroux Brown
Christopher Deroux Brown
Paroles/Composition
Joseph Guillermo Jones II
Joseph Guillermo Jones II
Paroles/Composition
Kirshnik Khari Ball
Kirshnik Khari Ball
Paroles/Composition
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Paroles/Composition
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Paroles/Composition
Brendan Walsh
Brendan Walsh
Paroles/Composition
Luis Compozano
Luis Compozano
Paroles/Composition
Kajun Economos
Kajun Economos
Paroles/Composition
Tomas Martinez
Tomas Martinez
Paroles/Composition
Brandon Greene
Brandon Greene
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jim Jones
Jim Jones
Production déléguée
Bordeaux
Bordeaux
Production
Non Native
Non Native
Production
Manso
Manso
Production
Kajun Waters
Kajun Waters
Ingénierie de prise de son
Christopher Brown
Christopher Brown
Production
Brandon Greene
Brandon Greene
Co‑production
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Ingénierie de prise de son
Lyrivelli
Lyrivelli
Ingénierie de prise de son
Craig X Mclean
Craig X Mclean
Ingénierie de mixage
Nick Cavalieri
Nick Cavalieri
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Migo (brrrt) Talkin' at me crazy, nigga Been havin' that shit on, nigga Drippin' to the floor, to the door, nigga, ya hear me? My goddamn cup Yeah (Bordeaux and Non Native) (Gangsta Grillz), huh We set the trends (trends) Bringin' in ends (bringin' in cash) I'ma have to call my accountant, to make sure that shit came in (brrt) It's just me and my gang (gang) Fuck niggas, we don't do friends (fuck 'em) What he say? He want smoke? (Smoke) We gon' spin (brrrt), spin again (Takeoff) I've been tryna get that money, I've been tryna feed my fam 'Cause these niggas, they don't wanna see me win (nope) I was thinkin' bout the Rollie, but I went and copped the Richard Then I went and put my mama in a Benz (mama) I get it in (get it), in the pent-suite fucking two twins I thought about the Glock, but I went F&N (baow) And a niggas spin that shit without a pen (spin it) I call Jimmy, kick it with the billies (billi') We already ran up a milli' (milli') So that shit ain't really interesting (nah) He out of line, he get a penalty (penalty) Said he started, and I'ma finish him (finish him) Stomp a nigga, fed up, in my Timberlands (Timberlands) Hangin' with the vampires and gremlins (gremlins) Got them hoes lined up, assembly (assembly) Not yo' average nigga in the industry We set the trends (trends) Bringin' in ends (bringin' in cash) I'ma have to call my accountant, to make sure that shit came in (brrt) It's just me and my gang (gang) Fuck niggas, we don't do friends (fuck 'em) What he say? He want smoke? (Smoke) We gon' spin (brrrt), spin again First I did the Chrome Heart, then I give 'em BB's First nigga come through in True Religions (facts) Cut my money back up, put a kilo on my neck Man, this shit is worth like two bitches (what?) Come through drippin' (uh), first nigga move, I'ma hit 'em (baow) The next nigga move, you go wit' 'em (pshh) But I ain't here to talk no middleman shit You got a boss, then you should go get 'em (pshh) We hot, 'cause we set the trends Big F&N when I step out the Benz (I got it) My little boy did 'em, he just been trapped in six Now he's fresh out the pen (now we actin' bad) You know what's up, we goin' up, we are not comin' down (not at all) Your bitch don't trip, better watch for the crown All these rocks in my watch, with the crown, I chop a nigga down (go) Chop a nigga down, choppa gang (chop) The 30 holdin' up the wallet chain (grrah) Movin' like the fuckin' president (move) Ten car hoggin' up the lane (skrrt) Trappin' at the house before the fame (trappin') Diamonds do the flash like I'm walkin', takin' pictures (flash) He'll do it for the cheap, when you send him on a mission (cheap) Quickest wipe down, wipe his name off the list (wipe) Flip the switch on it (switch), then the stick started glitchin' (stick) If I'm gon' smoke it, then we raise a ticket (smoke) My pinky 140, my watch is 350 (ice) My bitch like to scissor, she came with three bitches (six) We don't fuck with snitches, we protect the bidness (bidness) We straight out the trenches, the mud was sticky (wooo) It too many real niggas, we don't fake kick it (real) We set the trends in the city (trends) We came to fuck up the city, just Migos and Jimmy (uh) We set the trends (trends) Bringin' in ends (bringin' in cash) I'ma have to call my accountant, to make sure that shit came in (Offset, brrt) 150 on a Panamera (Panamera) When I'm pullin' up, they starin' Put a Richard on my wrist, it be retarded like LaDarrell Nigga want the smoke, I told him, "Try me, nigga" dare him (smoke) White Lamborghini, yeah, I call that bitch a Karen (Karen) When I hit that Draco, that bitch soundin' like a snare (grrrt) The way the diamonds hittin' off the Patek, it ain't fair (woo) I'ma hit your bitch and give her back, I like to share 'em (share 'em) Fuckin' with Diego, man, Diego served the mayor (Diego) Automatic, when I get to spinnin' on the block (baow, baow, baow) Bought a Glock and then I bought a switch, I call it mop (go) I don't know the time, but it's three hunnid for this watch (three hunnid) I'ma put a thot up on the opp and get the drop (drop) Niggas try to plot and we gon' hit 'em like the Wop (baow) I'm thinkin' like I'm Roddy Ricch, a stick up in the box (stick) I told the bitch, "No feelings, I just really want the top" (top) If you ain't talkin' millions, there ain't no business, ain't no talk (shh) 25 racks, you can buy some white chalk (25) Ferrari lookin' like a caterpillar when it walk (skrrrt) Swimmin' with piranhas, we were swimmin' with the sharks (sharks) Like he seen the flash when the chopper start to spark (baow) 200, the dash on the Coupe I just bought (go) Two milli' in cash, I done saved up in the vault (hey) Started in the bando, now we trappin' out a loft (bando) First three letters of my name, he got offed (hey) We set the trends (trends) Bringin' in ends (bringin' in cash) I'ma have to call my accountant, to make sure that shit came in (brrt) It's just me and my gang (gang) Fuck niggas, we don't do friends (fuck 'em) What he say? He want smoke? (Smoke) We gon' spin (brrrt), spin again (Takeoff)
Writer(s): Joseph Jones, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Tomas R. Martinez, Kirshnik Khari Ball, Luis S. Campozano Jr., Brandon Greene, Christopher Deroux Brown, Brendan Martin Walsh, Kajun Waters Economos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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