The Killers | | Migos

The Killers | | Migos

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They don't do it to get on first 48.They don't work for anyone.They do it because the like it,and they feel like it.To be real honest,they psychos. "Revenge is a dish served brutal." -Quavo "Living a pathetic life can be solved with just a bullet to the temple." -Takeoff "A stab wound to the throat is better when you stay quiet and let it happen." -Offset
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