LYRICS: Migos – I Can Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan

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LYRICS: Migos - I Can Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan

Lyrics Of I Can By Migos Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan

I can, I can, I can

I will, I am gon count out them bands

I bought a brand new time piece

And it came with a bad b*tch pants

I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist

And I look at it dance

Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer

Percocet, molly, and xans (percy).

Tiptoeing on the gazebo

Pulling up ballin like zebo

I am conneted to kilos

Fifty gang members got Rico

Young nigga trapped by the peep-hole

Next to gang got your seat stole

You tried to pull up with that little bowl

My niggas pull up with that truckload

Backwards stouts, eggrolls

Ain’t having clout doing free shows

Everybody know she the cheap hoe

I’m on my bad tortitos

When I pull up it’s the Migos

Bleed til your girl keep her knees close

We shooting shots like freethrows

Money coming three ways like Cee Lo (three).

I can, I can, I can

I will, I am

Gon’ count out them bands

I bought a brand new time piece

And it came with a bad b*tch pants

I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist and I look at it dance

Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer

Percocet, molly, and xans (percy).

Codeine on top of my stand

Right there by the extra handgun

They told me I couldn’t, when I can

Drug transactions off a Samsung (brrt)

I beat the pot using both arms (beat it up)

I keep that drink when that drought come

Takeoff from Cuba, it’s a mile run (12)

Act in my pimp cup feel like Don Juan

Never forget where you came from (no!)

Preach to these niggas like Farrakhan (preach)

I teach you lil niggas like Daniel Son

Then blow up the spot like Saddam (Hussein)

I’m at the top of the renaissance

I f*ck her face til it’s numb (ayyy)

Hundred round drum

I’m in the slums, grippin’ some, no Grey Poupon

Uhhhh.

I can, I can, I can, I will, I am

Gon’ count out them bands

I bought a brand new time piece

And it came with a bad b*tch pants (woo)

I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist

And I look at it dance (skrt)

Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer

Percocet, molly, and xans (percy).

Call up Migos, work the work like the Mexicans

Similar to the OG, I’m a veteran

Breakdown the backwood fill up with cannabis

I’m on the molly, percocet, and xanax

Shoot with the chopper, might hit your granddad

We the wave, you tryna’ ride the bandwagon

We young rich and we been havin’

Long hair don’t care like I’m Lenny Kravitz

Real niggas only you pussy faggots

Bought a new chain, call it 20 Savage

Bricks now, used to serve crack addicts

Been with Mariah, no Nick Cannon

My young nigga wild’n out with the cannon

Still flex on my ex b*tch she can’t stand it

20 bags from LA, they just landed

Graduated from trap school, did outstanding

Walk in the strip club like the marching band

Four rings on me

Nigga I might not shake your hand (young rich nigga)

Mexicans strapped like a Taliban

I can hear the snake on my neck rattling

All this water like a nigga was paddling

Hi-tech and Actavis mix up the medicine

Perc and the lean I bet you feel better then

Eatin’ at Cheetahs, I guess I’m a gentleman

I want the plug I don’t talk to the middleman

Geeked the whole trap up, I need me some Ritalin

Nigga my best friend name is Benjamin

Three b*tches, salt pepper and the cinnamon

Still f*ck the law we be bendin’ them

No more catchin’ bags now, we sendin’ them

Old school dirty bird, Brian Finneran

Used to want a bag now I got ten of them.

I can, I can, I can

I will, I am

Gon’ count out them bands

I bought a brand new time piece

And it came with a bad b*tch pants

I bought a pyrex pot put it next to my wrist

And I look at it dance

Dasher, Rudolph, and Prancer

Percocet, molly, and xans (percyyy).

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