Yung Rich Nation
Migo
This what they been waitin' for
If you don't know what you're hearin'
You're listenin' to that new trap funk
Same keys that you're hearin', same keys that I got in my trunk
Trap funk 'cause I'm havin' gas bag and I made it off of trap talk
Trap funk 'cause I'm havin' gas bag and I made it off of trap talk
Same keys that you're hearin', same keys I am dealin'
Same **** that you fearin', same **** that I live with
Couple Ms in that attic, ain't gotta count it every day
'Cause I'm havin', got the fish in the water, I'm slabbin', ooh
Count all the extras, I'm dabbin'
Eighteen hours, land in Moscow
What the hell them **** doin' in Moscow
Yung Rich Nation, Migo Gang now
Havin' international fame now
She don't speak no English, her daddy the plug out in Argentina
Try to drain that liquid in the glass, told lil' baby girl, "It's not tequila"
In Miami I hit a donut in the traffic in a Lamborghini two seater
Your ho fly antenna, take her to the 'telly, I fuck her one time and I leave her
If you don't know what you're hearin'
You're listenin' to that new trap funk
Same keys that you're hearin', same keys that I got in my trunk
Trap funk 'cause I'm havin' gas bag and I made it off of trap talk
Trap funk 'cause I'm havin' gas bag and I made it off of trap talk
(Trap funk, trap funk)
I got the blues
Used to be kickin' them doors in my Jordans
I walk in the club in my Loubs (Louboutins)
Now we fuck bitches by twos
Dropped out of school, they said we was fools
Them diamonds lookin' like a fool
Mansion, twenty five rooms, we got bananas, baboons
Young ****, we brought the trap
We gave you so fuckin' we want it back
Don't do that, boy, we own that
Whippin' and flippin', you cloned that
I'm not goin' back and forth, she knew it was a 'Rari
When she seen the horse
Trappin' babies and we never abort
Migo Gang, we established on the North
We had the bando beatin' like a post
I wanted some money, I jumped off the porch
****, so I keep me a torch
I will burn a ****, put that on my lil' boy
If you don't know what you're hearin'
You're listenin' to that new trap funk
Same keys that you're hearin', same keys that I got in my trunk
Trap funk 'cause I'm havin' gas bag and I made it off of trap talk
Trap funk 'cause I'm havin' gas bag and I made it off of trap talk
Call it trap funk 'cause we havin' gas bags
And we put the funk in the trap
Same keys you hear playin' on the piano
I got 'em wrapped up in Saran Wrap
Got a plug, got in Moscow with the act
Ain't gon' tell 'em too much information, they rats
Baby bottle, but no rug rat
**** is old hundreds, call 'em "Thundercats"
Young **** be dabbin', hittin' the foam with a spatula
Dab daddy, pull up, these bitches suck me like Dracula
Diamonds pull up temperature, my jeweler came from Canada
You **** steal bubblegum wrappin' 'cause you **** amateurs
(Pitiful)
Christian Louboutins, a walkin' mannequin
My Balmains full of blue Benjamins
Don't drink that shit just to be cool
I only sip Actavis 'cause it's my medicine
They put me on the news, they tryna embarrass me
Fuck that, the Migos lookin' like we some terrorists
Takin' hits, gotta roll with the punches
My mama told me it's just a form of jealousy
If you don't know what you're hearin'
You're listenin' to that new trap funk
Same keys that you're hearin', same keys that I got in my trunk
Trap funk 'cause I'm havin' gas bag and I made it off of trap talk
Trap funk 'cause I'm havin' gas bag and I made it off of trap talk

Writer(s): Quavious Marshall, Kirshnick Ball & Kiari Cephus.