Migos ft Rich Homie Quan – Falisha Lyrics

I ain’t gotta ask no ni**a for a whip
I ain’t gotta ask no ni**a for a sip
I ain’t gotta ask no ni**a for a ride
I ain’t gotta ask no ni**a for a thing
I ain’t gotta ask no ni**a for nothing
I ain’t gotta ask no ni**a for nothing
Falisha, I ain’t gotta ask no ni**a
I ain’t askin’ no ni**a, don’t ask me, ni**a
Falisha, I ain’t gotta ask that ni**a
I ain’t asking no ni**a for sh**, ni**a
Falisha, act like Falisha, act like Falisha
Falisha, you act like Falisha, you act like Falisha

(Verse 1)
No I’m not asking you ni**a’s for nothing because I don’t need em
When I was down bad, was I really asking you people?
I was hurting, I really had to kick them doors and do sh** illegal
Then we took off, in the top floor of the continental
Yep top floor, criss cross the block like the eyes on Debo c**k-eyed
Gon get my money, b***h and keep your eyes on the road
And then she asked me where we going, I don’t know
What’s all of these questions for?
You acting like your name Falisha, ho

Back then I was in everything
They thought I had legs like a centipede
Got tired of running to my mama for sh**
So I kicked me a door in at 17
All of my brothers depend on me
All of my sisters depend on me
Don’t run up on me asking me for nothing
Cause I’m taking my people across the country

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(Verse 2)
The f**k is you thinking
You think I’ma ask for some Benjis? F**k is you thinking?
If a ni**a ask me do I need something, I get offended, come on
By myself, ni**a, I’m independent
Breaking the law with no codefendant
Go to jail, I get a lesser sentence
No ni**a’s ’round me so ain’t no snitching
Mansion, I own it
Jewelry, I own it, Rari, I own it
I used to beat up the pot, Adrian Broner
Aligator loafer, crocodile hunter
Young ni**a I don’t need assistance
But I still got an assistant
It’s nothing to go buy a Bentley
Unlike you lil’ ni**a’s, pockets on empty
When it come to the guala they calling me Polomalu run to the money
Brokanese ni**a’s still wearing Prada
You know you broke, you don’t think that’s a problem
Asking for money, that’s not an option
F**king your b***h then I took her shopping
Different color diamonds, Dennis Rodman
If I throw gotti, turn to a goblin

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(Verse 3)
Stop begging ho
When she came to the car asking for the microwave
Prolly f**king Falisha
Shout out Debo, he be getting a ho for everything
Migos my people
Yeah that Rich Homie sh** running through everything
Get bust by them people
Interrogation room, boy I swear I can’t tell a name
Hundred thousand, bought a new car
Get wrong at the mouth, I’ma break your sh**
And let a hundred thousand buy a new mouth
And I’m up any time
Just spent another two hundred thousand dollars on a new loft
Couple thousand, that don’t mean you a boss
I got another 500 stashed behind the wall
Quavo do too, Offset do too

(Repeat Chorus)