Migos – Call Casting lyrics

[Intro: Takeoff]
Yeah, trap shit
No, no, no, no, no, no

[Hook: Takeoff]
Up early in the morning trappin'
You can get 'em how you askin'
How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way
Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's
I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up)
A hundred acres on the mansion
I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up)
Bitches need a call castin' (yeah)

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Act (Act!)
Put the backends in the back
Draco on me, it's attached
Name a nigga with the pack
Name a nigga with the sack
Elem' o'clock, I got the MAC (MAC)
She eat the molly like a snack (eat it up)
This gold on my neck a plaque
Bando Shane's Rib Shack (eat it up)
Rob the plug if he tax (tax)
Sip the lean and relax (drink it up)
Park the Lamb in the back (skrt, skrt)
Big dog, you a cat (cat)
Rich in the matte black (skrt, skrt)
Twenty hoes to be exact (yeah)
I need ten, that's a dime
Want a nickel, that's a five
One to fly, one to slide
One to glide, ain't got time
Put a thirty on my .9
For a nigga out of line
Mama cryin', niggas dyin'
Wonder why I done gripped the fire, yeah

[Hook: Takeoff]
Up early in the morning trappin'
You can get 'em how you askin' (ask)
How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way
Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax)
I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up)
A hundred acres on the mansion
I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up)
Bitches need a call castin' (yeah)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Brr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr-rr
Pot (skrr skrr)
Niggas tried to send a thot
That's the only way to plot
Klay Thomp', corner shot (brrr)
Eight-ball, corner pocket (ayy)
White boys in the game
Call 'em Andy Milonakis (yeah)
He won't hesitate to shoot 'em
Private jet to Bermuda (woo)
I knew I been had sauce (who)
'Cause I was fuckin' on my tutor (who)
Truck backin' up the dually
A hundred pounds out the cooler
Came from a Cup O' Noodles
I fucked the game, Kama Sutra
I got M's on my mind
I got boulders in my time
Put a model bitch on coco
Told her read between the lines (coco)
J's out there snitchin', yeah
Heard it through the vine (J's)
Packin' up the kitchen
Think I ran out of time, yeah

[Hook: Takeoff]
Up early in the morning trappin'
You can get 'em how you askin' (ask)
How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way
Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax)
I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up)
A hundred acres on the mansion
I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up)
Bitches need a call castin' (yeah)

[Verse 3: Offset]
Woo woo woo woo woo, packs
I paid the ticket, get you whacked (brrr)
I chop the brick with the axe (hey)
The cookie smellin' like a casket (cookie)
I'm sellin' crack in my Rafs
Put the addy in the nav
He steady poppin', know it's cap
I hit the jungle, then adapt (rarr)
30 thousand on the couch (30 bars!)
All my bitches from an app
Instagram and the Snaps
I bet a hundred on the craps
I'm good on shawty, do without (ooh)
She fucking niggas for the check
I'ma only get the mouth
Hop out a Lambo, Corsa on a bitch (skrt)
I poured a four, Actavis (Act)
Walk in Goyard, got a bag for my bitch
Won't give a kiss 'cause I know you suck dick (mwah)
Spent you a hundred, Philippe on your wrist (Patek)
Twenty-five pointers, one fist (points)
Twenty-five bitches on list (twenty-five)
Kel-tec, rubber band grip (brrr)

[Hook: Takeoff]
Up early in the morning trappin'
You can get 'em how you askin' (ask)
How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way
Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's (Zax)
I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up)
A hundred acres on the mansion
I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up)
Bitches need a call castin' (yeah)