Migos - Open It Up Lyrics

Shoot through your car door
Shoutout to Cardo
(Cardo got wings)

Woo, woo, woo
Coupe with the wings (brr)
Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings, yeah)
Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah)
Seen it, count money in my dream (yeah)

Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, open it up (yeah)
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk (yeah)
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump (yeah)
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk (uh-huh)

Mr. Miyagi, tats on my body (yeah)
Racks up the party (uh)
Facts say I got it (yeah)
Crashed the Bugatti (skrrt-skrrt)
Crashed the Bugatti (skrrt)
QC murder ain't no Gotti (QC)
Shh, don't tell nobody (ayy)
We ain't tryna rob, that's just how we mob (mobbin')
Leave that to the blocks (leave it)
Money to the stars (Yoda)
Blessings came from God (woo)
Had to beat the odds (beat it)
Young nigga workin' hard (workin')
Pull yo' card (pull it)
In that pot (in that), first one makin' noise (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
Boulevard (uh), slide with my boys (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Met Gala drip on the red carpet
So my ice on the runway (yeah)
Elliot did the pave, Johnny Dang did my ice tray (yeah)

Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, open it up (yeah)
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk (yeah)
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump (yeah)
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk (uh-huh)

Open it up, open it, open it
Double cup full of the opium (lean)
It's a K in the cut (brrt), my niggas totin' it
We ain't tryna look appropriate (nah)
Don't show up and look at me wrong, I'm blowin' it
You tryna plot and we knowin' it (knowin' it)
Throw away, I shoot the pistol then throw it (throw it)
My niggas shoot without warning (brrt)
6 o'clock in the mornin' (mornin')
Phone ringin', it's annoyin' (brrt)
I ain't been to sleep, tourin' (tourin')
And I got a late performance (late)
You're funny, call you Martin Lawrence (funny)
You're 12, so issue a warrant (12)
All this ice on me, it's stormin' (ice)
Fuck her at night, she gone by the mornin' (gone)

Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, open it up (yeah)
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk (yeah)
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump (yeah)
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk (uh-huh)

Try to get the formula
Iced out ornaments (ice)
Bricks from the cornerback
Gone for a hundred pack
Fronted me a fifty and I ran with two hundred racks (ran)
I ain't ever plan on comin' back (nah)
Got the sixteen year old shooter pack (brrt)
Get back, .40 push your noodle back (get back)
Diamonds on me, Slick The Rick Ruler back (Slick The Ruler)
Thottie got 'em fallin' for the booby trap (booby trap)
Stretch out the dope like it's athletic (dope)
Then I asked the bitch is her mouth ready
You got a nigga drip on your water (Crip drip)
Better keep it over there to keep it copasetic (hey)
I ain't playin' with these niggas, I'ma threat 'em (nah)
He don't want no smoke, and I'm down to bet 'em (smoke)
Twenty-five bricks and they all edible (bricks)
I'm the big dog on a high pedestal
Bow-legged coupe (coupe)
Mil' in the roof (mil')
Bitch got the juice (juice)
I know you feel me, masseuse (you feel me)
You rob me, I kill you, a truce (I kill you)
Big pointers on my neck, Bruce Bruce (big pointers)
Grave digger on the Nawf on mute (grave digger)
You too cute, gimme mouth, pay you loot (too cute)
Better watch yo' bitch, she want the group (hey, hey)

Woo, woo, woo
Coupe with the wings (brr)
Fuck that bitch, don't buy no ring (buy no rings, yeah)
Hundred chains for the team, whole gang (yeah)
Seen it, count money in my dreams (yeah)

Uh, ooh, open it up
Uh, ooh, open it up (yeah)
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk (yeah)
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump
Uh, ooh, shells in the pump (yeah)
Uh, ooh, Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk (uh-huh)