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Migos link up with Post Malone on their new Culture II single “Notice Me.”

The album comes with 24 tracks so last week when Migos said Culture II would be the biggest album of the year they weren’t joking. “Notice Me” is one of the standout tracks with Post Malone taking care of the chorus and Quavo coming through for the bridge. “Saint Laurent upon my feet / All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me / And you know I got that Rol’ on me / I put it slow on me,” he raps.

Aside from Post Malone, there are some big names on the album like 2 Chainz, Gucci Mane, 21 Savage, Big Sean, Travis Scott, and Drake who is featured on the hot new single “Walk It Talk It.” Post and 21 Savage currently has one of the most popular songs in the country with “Rockstar” holding firm at No. 3 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart.

Listen Migos and Post Malone new single “Notice Me” below.

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(Chorus: 21 Savage)
AP on me, iced out
Tennis chains iced out
Whole pointers ’round my neck
Looking like a lighthouse (shine)
Yeah ni**a piped down, choppa make it pipe down
Running man running man catch me if you can
Bad b**ches only, bad b**ches on me (bad)
Bad b**ches only, bad b**ches on me
Bad b**ches only, bad b**ches on me (bad)
Bad b**ches only, bad b**ches on me
Hit it for a minute then I pass her to the homie (pass)
Hit her for a minute then I pass her to my homie
I don’t wanna see you when I wake up in the morning (nah)
Bad b**ches only, bad b**ches on me

(Verse 2: Quavo)
Huncho
Bad b**ches and I know some savage b**ches (bad)
Get it on they own they don’t have to ask you b**ches (get it)
Postin’ pictures on the gram and at you b**ches (Posted)
Secure the bag, lifestyle real expensive (‘cure the bag)
All these bad b**ches looking for attention (attention)
Think she bad, fake bad she pretending (that ain’t bad)
If you pay to get in your bag then you winning (winning)
All these Jones soldier f**k it they call me Quincy
Popped that seal (popped it)
Close that deal (close it)
We in the field (yeah)
Spread them bills
Layin’ still (got damn)
Maybach seat with the sheers
AP shifting gears

(Repeat Chorus: 21 Savage)

(Verse 2: Offset)
That ain’t carats in my bracelets (carats)
Put her on molly she f**k me brazy (molly woo)
We in the field with stitch like this Arcadia (Pah pah)
Flippin’ the game you ni**as gon’ meet your maker
Goyard havin’ racks and no regard (racks, racks)
Walkin’ around with a bad b**ch, she a barbie
I started my engine, I’m nowhere, where the car is
Hop in the wraith she ask me what the stars is
Every month on the third we get to Narcs in
Dog’s barking then kick the door no larsen
Livin’ the wild life like I am Tarzan
I took your broad again she wanna come with the stars again

(Repeat Chorus: 21 Savage)

(Verse 3: Takeoff)
Takeoff
Bad b**ches on me, only bad b**ches want me
Hold up, where the bad b**ches
Look at all the sad b**ches
Say a hundred do two hundred on the dash smash ni**a (smash)
Who want it, cause we money ain’t no question ask ni**a (ask)
They done pawn it and the f**kers ain’t no runnin’ past ni**as (no)
Man we done it what’s important, who you trust a blast with you (who)
Make it spaz, that’s a quarter cash in the caterpillar
Porsche tags in the ni**a ass, I’m a cop killer (f**k)
Reggie Miller shoot ’em bill up
Say ‘Phillipo’ ni**a you say, “Fill up”
Double cup, codeine killer
Houston Texas, no who trilla?
Bad b**ches in the mirror told her take the team with her (bad)
Bet she take the team with her
Bring the blue and green lookin’ at my (ice)

(Repeat Chorus: 21 Savage)

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(Chorus)
Trapping like a narco (narco)
Got dope like Pablo (Pablo)
Cut your throat like Pavlo (Pavlo)
Chop trees with the Draco (Draco)
On the North, got the Yea (Go)
Saying Hasta luego (luego)
We rep the kilos
Snub nose with potatoes
Straight out the jungle
This real rap, no mumble
My skin black like mamba
Got stash boxes in Honduras
Straight out the jungle

(Verse 1)
Bricks in the brick house
Use to hit licks and go to momma house (momma)
Straight out the jungle
Young n*gg* don’t know right now
Young n*gg* know too much now
Bow Bow Bow, that’ll slow them down
We pick up the hundos
Then drop them off to Huncho
I came from the bando

(Chorus)
Trapping like a narco (narco)
Got dope like Pablo (Pablo)
Cut your throat like Pavlo (Pavlo)
Chop trees with the Draco (Draco)
On the North, got the Ye (Go)
Saying Hasta luego (luego)
We rep the kilos
Snub nose with potatoes
Straight out the jungle
This real rap, no mumble
My skin black like mamba
Got stash boxes in Honduras
Straight out the jungle

(Verse 2)
Cold gang with the cocaine
The more money make more rain
Pouring up a pint while I’m bagging propane
Point blank range give a n*gg* nose rings
Skip to my lou with a pack in the cat
Shiffy, Lou, where the bricks where they at
Trippy, ooze the patek all wet
The birds in the trap they ain’t leavin’ out they nest
Get, [?] like meth
Yup, runnin’ with the pack got slapped
Hands in the cookie jar, cut his finger off
N*gg* bein’ greedy we gon’ cut his tummy out
Hundred bricks on the roads, took a couple routes
Plus momma’s house heard with a finny count
I ain’t really with the razzle dazzle
Knock him off and then I throw him off the rope paddle
Go to Tiajuana, put a kilo on the saddle
Sack him, hit a n*gg* carbon pterodactyl
Pap him, choppa piped down like an apple
Mansion with the AK with the horses and the cattle

(Chorus)
Trapping like a narco (narco)
Got dope like Pablo (Pablo)
Cut your throat like Pavlo (Pavlo)
Chop trees with the Draco (Draco)
On the North, got the Ye (Go)
Saying Hasta luego (luego)
We rep the kilos
Snub nose with potatoes
Straight out the jungle
This real rap, no mumble
My skin black like mamba
Got stash boxes in Honduras
Straight out the jungle

(Verse 3)
Take-Takeoff
No monkey in the jungle, block hot like a sauna
Watchin [?] trying to weave with anacondas
Jumpin’ in the water, trying to sneak across the waterglass
[?] got me beat by a [?]
I’ll bag it, bag a money, know I gotta have it
Savage, but I’m still a gentleman in Cali
Static, n*gg* turn to [?] ’bout the cabbage
Kill his whole family if he run off with your package
I just put a pack on the way to Bogota (pack)
Poke his eyes out, ain’t no telling what he saw (poke ’em out)
I’ma wire his jaw, I don’t know if he will talk (wire jaw)
Get the chainsaw and I’ma saw his legs off (saw)
They knew that we was gang but they saying that we a ring
Investigating, taking pictures of the whole team (DEA)
Undercover, tryna do a sting
10 mil on a plane, going straight to Medellin

(Chorus)
Trapping like a narco (narco)
Got dope like Pablo (Pablo)
Cut your throat like Pavlo (Pavlo)
Chop trees with the Draco (Draco)
On the North, got the Ye (Go)
Saying Hasta luego (luego)
We rep the kilos
Snub nose with potatoes
Straight out the jungle
This real rap, no mumble
My skin black like mamba
Got stash boxes in Honduras
Straight out the jungle

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(Intro: Quavo)
Yeah
(DJ Durel)
The way we put this sh*t together, you know what I mean?
Huncho and Durel made the beat, you know what I mean?
I got this man on saxophone
You know what I mean, he blowing them keys
You know we keep keys
The right way, you dig?
The way we put this Culture sh*t together
It’s like a new wave, generation way
Yeah, feel like 3K, Andre, with my way, Huncho

(Verse 1: Quavo)
She f**k with the gang, she f**k with the team
She like to do percocets, then I put her on lean
She got little perky breasts, I put a little ice on the flex
She got a little turkey neck, neck, neck, neck, neck
Don’t look at that skeleton too long, might drown
My ni**a got felonies, let him out right now
I’m in Miami like a Zoe Pound
Call a Zoey dollar jet ski, water clowns
Wrist spending tabs
ni**as spending fast, 150 cash, 50 cash
Yeah, large, y’all ni**a talk too hard
We pull your card, pull up and chop down yards
Fish bowl same size, fish tank, yeah
Big bank same size as his bank, yeah
My b**ch way better than his b**ch, yeah
We too playa, we too, we too playa
Yeah, we too playa, we too, we too playa
Yeah, we too playa, yeah, we too playa
Woo, we too playa, we too, we too playa
Ay, we too playa, yeah, we too playa

(Chorus: Quavo)
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah
All this watered down, might could sell it to a whale, yeah
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah
We too playa, yeah, we too playa

(Verse 2: 2 Chainz)
Play a circle down my first squad, but you already knew that
ni**a claim he got a million dollars, but I already blew that
Donatella on the bootstrap, whole crew got a Tru tat
Whole crew got a Tru chain, lay it back, now I move same
100 thousand in a blue flame, cross a ni**a like a spiritual
Before rap, I was in the trap, and my record was criminal
Baby girl got that water park, when she get up, she left a water mark
Black Patek Philippe, motherf**kers like Armor-All
Ok, now all in all, got it from wall to wall
Took it from mall to mall, dropped it from stall to stall
sh*tting on ni**as subliminally, all of my shoes are from Italy
Hard top crews, no Kennedy, she’ll pay cash, no penalty

(Verse 3: Quavo)
Marble all my floors, blue strip on my rolls
If the money fold, that mean the dope ain’t sold
I like it straight, the men ain’t gotta debate
Ice on stakes, pull up with a serious face
The way these hoes like to film a ni**a, Lorenz Tate
I won’t even let you film a ni**a without seeing tape
Yeah, that’s my brother, work, but I gotta play harder
Tryna be like the Carters, gotta be like the Carters

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

(Verse 4: Takeoff)
I am a player, and no, I ain’t playing fair
Swear they shaking like some dreads
Oh, that mean we got ’em scared
Look up at your man’s head, tell me what color that dot is
Dot on his head is red, get popped for some sh*t that your brother did
I love my mama, never change, your honor
So I gotta let his mama live
I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner, make him vanish, David Copperfield
Came in the game and was independent
They was screaming out that we ain’t got a deal
Said I ain’t playing, this the face I make
When I call my plug and he ain’t got a sell
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, my name is Takeoff, I’m outta here
Open the door when they got in there
Why’d I pick up the silencer?
Shoot it up to the analogist
Ballin’, but they keep callin’ us
And ain’t no stoppin’ us, try to see the apocalypse

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

(Verse 5: Offset)
New Moncler, throwin’ salt on a playa
Save the salt for the snails
Or the rocks in my ear
Put you in the Bentley, brand new Selena
She a bad b**ch, I seen her
I’m flooded, call FEMA
I do it the best, I am too playa to stress
Drip like the mayor, more or less
I like your b**ch, I caress
Dry down the stick ni**a, hush
Codeine syrup a must
Wraith with the peppermint guts
He sweet, he keep holding nuts
Your b**ch is a throwaway mutt

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I scare myself just thinking about you
I scare myself when I’m without you
I scare myself the moment that you’re going
I scare myself when I let my thoughts run
and when they’re running
I keep thinking of you
and when they’re running
what can I do?

I scare myself, and I don’t mean lightly
I scare myself, it can get frightening
I scare myself, to think what I could do
I scare myself — it’s some kind of voodoo…
and with that voodoo
I keep thinking of you
and with that voodoo
what can I do?

but it’s so so very different when we’re together
and I’m so so much calmer; I feel better
’cause the stars already crossed our paths forever
and the sooner that you realise it the better
and then I’ll be with you and I won’t scare myself
and I’ll know what to do and I won’t scare myself
and my thoughts will run and I won’t scare myself
and I’ll think of you and I won’t scare myself