Highway 85
Migos Lyrics


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Take it back to the north side
Migo N.W.A nigga

Woke up quick at about noon
just thought that I had to be on the north soon
Hop in my Beamer to see my moms
my mom started trippin' 'bout my stinkin' ass bombs
Stopped at the gas station, get it pumped by the bums
See some niggas that ain't like where I came from
I grabbed my Glock then I dialled one number
Tell my brother that I'm slipping and I'm in trouble
So the nigga I don't like made a move to the right
I grabbed the Glock and point it at him on sight
The nigga to the left told me put the gun down
Bow one round, uh, its going down
I ran out the store, I can't believe I ain't hit
My Migos pull up with macs and sticks
Rel hopped out and let 2 shots off
Then I looked around the corner it's Gwinnett County law
I rolled down the window, it's the officer
Put his nose in my car, he say he smell the herb
He opened up the door and asked me can he search?
Hell naw, officer you know how much I'm worth?
I'm worth a million

High speed chase, going down 85
Blue and white lights on the north side
High speed chase, going down 85
Young nigga ain't trying to see no jail time

High speed chase, going down 85
Blue and white lights on the north side
High speed chase, going down 85
Young nigga ain't trying to see no jail time

High Speed chase going down 29
Mama on my line sayin' I'm on Fox 5
I said "you sure Ma?" she said "baby it's live"
I said "Fuck twelve" turn up the alpine
Rockin' down Boggs Road seen a punk ass busta
Got the 38 on me but this bitch kinda rusty
Fuck it I'ma shoot it, if it's jammed then I'm running
Bow bow bow bow crumpet must be from Oakland
I ran through the cut, 12 chasin' me
Smoking on gas got the best of me
He getting so close, bout to tackle me
I turned around and emptied the clip, get from round me
It's fucked up, niggas in the hood they killing each other
And most of us got single parents, only a mother
Niggas in the kitchen whipping chickens, tryna get butter
Police on my ass 'cause the Budniks on the Cutlass
Police pull me over got the mac in the back
Wait till he get up out the car and hit the gas
High speed chase down 29
And if I get caught I'm gettin' a lifetime

High speed chase, going down 85
Blue and white lights on the north side
High speed chase, going down 85
Young nigga ain't trying to see no jail time

High speed chase, going down 85
Blue and white lights on the north side
High speed chase, going down 85
Young nigga ain't trying to see no jail time

Once upon a time not long ago
Three amigos by the name of Offset Takeoff Quavo
Stayed on the north side, that's where anything goes
And if a nigga disrespect, he meet the funeral home
Wake up in the morning, thank him 'cause it's me that he chose
Migo Jerz at the bando with a fork in a bowl
My nigga called me at the park and said it's getting too deep
Jumped in my R8 with ostrich seats and hit the streets
Ridin' down club drive feeling myself
I know the block inside, I'm screaming fuck 12 sparking a spliff
My conscious telling me You tripping Takeoff think I see 12
Damn I shouldn't of served that nigga at the shell
Now lemme tell you a riddle
Mirror mirror on the wall
what would you do if police told you pulled over your car?
Mirror, when do you picture the Migos falling off?
The mirror said you stupid boy, don't ask that question at all
I see red and white blue lights as I look in my rear
Put the gas out, it's Friday and it's smokey in here
Fuck another high speed chase, that's when the Hemi kick in
Forgive me for my sins, I ain't going back to the pen
It's gon be a

High speed chase, going down 85
Blue and white lights on the north side
High speed chase, going down 85
Young nigga ain't trying to see no jail time

High speed chase, going down 85
Blue and white lights on the north side




High speed chase, going down 85
Young nigga ain't trying to see no jail time

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Migos’ song “Highway 85” describe the story of three amigos, named Offset, Takeoff, and Quavo. The song features a story of a high-speed chase involving several dangerous predicaments, including a confrontation with law enforcement officers, violent shootouts, and instances of drug trafficking. The lyrics of the song depict a violent and chaotic life of a gang member, where the singer is stuck at the wrong end of the law and has to tackle the difficult situation of handling an uncertain future.


The song portrays a life of crime, where the societal hierarchy is determined by criminal depravity and status is awarded based on one’s willingness to break the law. The lyrics of the song highlight the social and economic deprivation of the black community and how crime has become a method of survival. In conclusion, the song “Highway 85” by Migos provides listeners with a controversial yet thought-provoking perspective of gang life.


Line by Line Meaning

Take it back to the north side
Let's go back to where we belong on the northern side of town


Migo N.W.A nigga
I am a member of the Migos, just like the N.W.A (Niggas With Attitude)


Woke up quick at about noon
I woke up late, around midday


just thought that I had to be on the north soon
I realized I needed to head back to the northern side of town soon


Hop in my Beamer to see my moms
I got in my BMW to go see my mother


my mom started trippin' 'bout my stinkin' ass bombs
My mother complained about my bad body odor


Stopped at the gas station, get it pumped by the bums
I stopped at the gas station and had some homeless people fill up my car


See some niggas that ain't like where I came from
I saw some people who didn't like that I'm from a different part of town


I grabbed my Glock then I dialled one number
I took out my gun and called a close associate for help


Tell my brother that I'm slipping and I'm in trouble
I informed my brother that I'm in danger and need assistance


So the nigga I don't like made a move to the right
An individual I dislike moved to my right side


I grabbed the Glock and point it at him on sight
I pulled out my gun and aimed at him immediately


The nigga to the left told me put the gun down
Another person to the left of me instructed me to lower my weapon


Bow one round, uh, its going down
Gunshots were fired, the situation escalated


I ran out the store, I can't believe I ain't hit
I ran out of the store, surprised that I didn't hit anyone with my gunshots


My Migos pull up with macs and sticks
My Migos companions arrived with heavy artillery


Rel hopped out and let 2 shots off
A member of the group named Rel got out and fired two shots


Then I looked around the corner it's Gwinnett County law
I peeked around the corner and saw the police from Gwinnett County arriving


I rolled down the window, it's the officer
I lowered my car window and saw a police officer


Put his nose in my car, he say he smell the herb
The officer sniffed around and claimed he smelled marijuana in my car


He opened up the door and asked me can he search?
The officer opened my car door and requested permission to search


Hell naw, officer you know how much I'm worth?
No way, officer, do you have any idea how much money I have?


High speed chase, going down 85
I led the police on a high-speed chase down highway 85


Blue and white lights on the north side
I saw police cars with flashing blue and white lights on the northern side of town


Young nigga ain't trying to see no jail time
I, as a young individual, do not want to go to jail


High Speed chase going down 29
The chase continued down highway 29


Mama on my line sayin' I'm on Fox 5
My mother called me, telling me that I'm being shown on the news channel FOX 5


I said "you sure Ma?" she said "baby it's live"
I asked my mother if she was sure, and she confirmed that it was happening in real time


I said "Fuck twelve" turn up the alpine
I cursed the police and turned up the volume on my Alpine sound system


Rockin' down Boggs Road seen a punk ass busta
While driving down Boggs Road, I spotted someone acting like a punk


Got the 38 on me but this bitch kinda rusty
I had a .38 caliber gun with me but it was old and somewhat unreliable


Fuck it I'ma shoot it, if it's jammed then I'm running
I decided to use the gun anyways, and if it didn't work, I would flee the scene on foot


Bow bow bow bow crumpet must be from Oakland
I fired my gun several times, some bullets hitting their target, while joking that the crumpet must be from Oakland


I ran through the cut, 12 chasin' me
I ran through a shortcut, with the police, or 12, pursuing me


Smoking on gas got the best of me
I was heavily under the influence of marijuana


He getting so close, bout to tackle me
The police officer was getting very close and almost managed to grab hold of me


I turned around and emptied the clip, get from round me
I turned around and fired the rest of the bullets in my gun to keep the police officer away from me


It's fucked up, niggas in the hood they killing each other
It's a sorry state of affairs that people in the neighborhood are resorting to violence against each other


And most of us got single parents, only a mother
Many of us grow up with only a mother, as a father figure may be absent or unknown


Niggas in the kitchen whipping chickens, tryna get butter
People are in the kitchen working hard, making drugs to earn money


Police on my ass 'cause the Budniks on the Cutlass
The police are after me because I have illegal drugs in my Cutlass vehicle


Police pull me over got the mac in the back
The police pulled me over and there was a MAC-10 submachine gun in the back of my car


Wait till he get up out the car and hit the gas
I waited until the police officer exited his car before revving up my engine and driving away quickly


Once upon a time not long ago
This situation is something that happened fairly recently


Three amigos by the name of Offset Takeoff Quavo
Myself along with my two music group mates with the names Offset, Takeoff, and Quavo


Stayed on the north side, that's where anything goes
We typically stay on the north side of town, where anything can happen


And if a nigga disrespect, he meet the funeral home
If someone disrespects us, they may end up dying and attending their own funeral


Wake up in the morning, thank him 'cause it's me that he chose
I wake up in the morning and thank God for choosing me to be successful


Migo Jerz at the bando with a fork in a bowl
I, known as Migo Jerz, am located in the abandoned house, cooking drugs with a fork


My nigga called me at the park and said it's getting too deep
One of my associates warned me that things are getting dangerous


Jumped in my R8 with ostrich seats and hit the streets
I jumped into my Audi R8 with exotic ostrich leather seats and drove out onto the streets


Ridin' down club drive feeling myself
I was driving down Club Drive, feeling good about myself


I know the block inside, I'm screaming fuck 12 sparking a spliff
I know this area well, and I curse the police while lighting up a marijuana cigarette


My conscious telling me You tripping Takeoff think I see 12
My conscience tells me I'm acting recklessly and I think I've spotted a police car


Damn I shouldn't of served that nigga at the shell
I regret having sold drugs to someone at the Shell gas station


Now lemme tell you a riddle
Now, let me tell you a challenging question


Mirror mirror on the wall
I ask the mirror on the wall a question


what would you do if police told you pulled over your car?
What would you do if the police pulled over your car?


Mirror, when do you picture the Migos falling off?
Mirror, when do you think the Migos will lose their success and influence?


The mirror said you stupid boy, don't ask that question at all
The mirror answered that it's a foolish question to ask


I see red and white blue lights as I look in my rear
I look in my car's rearview mirror and see police lights flashing behind me


Put the gas out, it's Friday and it's smokey in here
I put out my cigarette as it's Friday and there's already too much smoke in the car


Fuck another high speed chase, that's when the Hemi kick in
I curse the idea of another high-speed chase, but then I decide to step on the gas in my powerful Hemi engine


Forgive me for my sins, I ain't going back to the pen
I ask for forgiveness for my wrongdoing, and claim I'm not going back to prison


It's gon be a
The sentence cuts off abruptly, leaving it unclear what the ending will be




Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Kiari Cephus, Kirshnik Ball, Qavious Marshall

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