"Computers (Freestyle)" lyrics
(feat. Bobby Shmurda)
[Bobby Shmurda:]
Ah ah ah it's your boy, Bobby Shmurda, aka, I think that I'm Tom Cruise, man
Straight out the motherfucking tombs, man
Ah ah ah, free all my real niggas, you heard? ShMigo
[Takeoff:]
ShMigo
Free my nigga Bobby, man
Free my nigga Rowdy, man
Huh?
ShMigo Gang
[Takeoff (Offset):]
Dabbin' in Maison Margiela, get popped like a kettle, hit you in your cerebellum
(I'm seeing stars in my Panamera, we went through the pain, but we never let up)
Yellow corvette mustard, Lambo red ketchup, millionaire nigga, I'm a walking vegetable
(These niggas be biting and I'm getting fed up, got your bitch at my condo with both of her legs up)
These niggas be talking behind computers with a gun emoji, now he think he a shooter
Eating Benihana, take a trip to Punta Cana, guck it, I might land in Bermuda
(Thirty thirty, I got thirty rounds)
(The shotty make a nigga lose pounds)
(Harriet Tubman, money underground)
(You niggas is sick and we got the crown)
Diamonds and pearls for my girl, it's a man's world, I feel like James Brown
Smoking power at the Trump tower, nigga, gassing, laughing, watching Richard Pryor
(Fuck a job, I don't get paid by the hour)
(Can't be from the block, I heard you a coward)
(When you got money it come with the power)
(I am the supplier, grip money like pliers)
Stay with my Glock 40, it's extended
Can't wait to pull it, trigger finger itching
(Fork in the pot, let's go fishing)
(My momma always told me don't be trusting bitches)
(Hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it, look at these diamonds like Sonny Liston)
Migos fighting in the crowd, looking like Ron Artest versus the Pistons
[Quavo]
Quavo
Free my nigga Bobby Bitch
Hoes in the lobby, bitch
At the age of 17, I hit my first lick
Twelve coming, hit the fence, you better jump the ditch
You don't wanna get caught with the dirty stick
Told that bitch to suck my dick, I don't want no kiss
When I got my first M, I bust down my wrist
When I got my first sem', I emptied the clip
Bad bitch fuck with a bad boy, call her Lil Kim
Hakeem Olajuwon, above the rim
When I go to D.C. (Bow), I thought it was him
Then I land in Bahamas, order up some shrimp
The plug wanna meet up in Bahamas, told him make it quick
The money keep calling, tell it come in
Free ShMigo Gang, Bobby and Free Rowdy
[Rowdy Rebel:]
Ah ah ah hoe. It's your boy Rowdy, man
ShMigos ATL man, ShMigo Gang man, Ah ah ah hoe
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Rowdy
Ah ah ah it's your boy, Bobby Shmurda, aka, I think that I'm Tom Cruise, man
Straight out the motherfucking tombs, man
Ah ah ah, free all my real niggas, you heard? ShMigo
[Takeoff:]
ShMigo
Free my nigga Bobby, man
Free my nigga Rowdy, man
Huh?
ShMigo Gang
[Takeoff (Offset):]
Dabbin' in Maison Margiela, get popped like a kettle, hit you in your cerebellum
(I'm seeing stars in my Panamera, we went through the pain, but we never let up)
Yellow corvette mustard, Lambo red ketchup, millionaire nigga, I'm a walking vegetable
(These niggas be biting and I'm getting fed up, got your bitch at my condo with both of her legs up)
These niggas be talking behind computers with a gun emoji, now he think he a shooter
Eating Benihana, take a trip to Punta Cana, guck it, I might land in Bermuda
(Thirty thirty, I got thirty rounds)
(The shotty make a nigga lose pounds)
(Harriet Tubman, money underground)
(You niggas is sick and we got the crown)
Diamonds and pearls for my girl, it's a man's world, I feel like James Brown
Smoking power at the Trump tower, nigga, gassing, laughing, watching Richard Pryor
(Fuck a job, I don't get paid by the hour)
(Can't be from the block, I heard you a coward)
(When you got money it come with the power)
(I am the supplier, grip money like pliers)
Stay with my Glock 40, it's extended
Can't wait to pull it, trigger finger itching
(Fork in the pot, let's go fishing)
(My momma always told me don't be trusting bitches)
(Hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it, hit 'em with it, look at these diamonds like Sonny Liston)
Migos fighting in the crowd, looking like Ron Artest versus the Pistons
[Quavo]
Quavo
Free my nigga Bobby Bitch
Hoes in the lobby, bitch
At the age of 17, I hit my first lick
Twelve coming, hit the fence, you better jump the ditch
You don't wanna get caught with the dirty stick
Told that bitch to suck my dick, I don't want no kiss
When I got my first M, I bust down my wrist
When I got my first sem', I emptied the clip
Bad bitch fuck with a bad boy, call her Lil Kim
Hakeem Olajuwon, above the rim
When I go to D.C. (Bow), I thought it was him
Then I land in Bahamas, order up some shrimp
The plug wanna meet up in Bahamas, told him make it quick
The money keep calling, tell it come in
Free ShMigo Gang, Bobby and Free Rowdy
[Rowdy Rebel:]
Ah ah ah hoe. It's your boy Rowdy, man
ShMigos ATL man, ShMigo Gang man, Ah ah ah hoe
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Rowdy
