Takeoff - Trap Funk lyrics

[Intro] Yung Rich Nation! Migo! This what they been waiting for... [Hook: Quavo] If you don't know what you're hearing, you're listening to that new trap funk Same keys that you're hearing, same keys that I got in my trunk Trap funk 'cuz I'm having gas bag and I made it off of trap talk 'Cuz I'm having gas bag and I made it off of trap talk [Verse 1: Quavo] Same keys that you're hearing, same keys I am dealing Same n***as that you're fearing, same n***as that I live with Couple m's in the attic, ain't gotta count it every day 'cuz I'm havin' Got the fish in the water, I'm slabbin' Count up the extras, I'm dabbin' Eighteen hours land in Moscow, what the hell them n***as doin' in Moscow? Yung Rich Nation, Migo gang now, havin' international fame now She don't speak no English, she wanna meet me, her daddy the plug out in Argentina She try to drink that liquid in the gla**, told her "baby girl, it's not tequila" In Miami I hit the doughnut in traffic in the Lamborghini two seater Your ho fly, in town, I take her to the telly, I f** her one time and I leave her [Hook: Quavo] If you don't know what you're hearing, you're listening to that new trap funk Same keys that you're hearing, same keys that I got in my trunk Trap funk 'cuz I'm having gas bag and I made it off of trap talk 'Cuz I'm having gas bag and I made it off of trap talk [Verse 2: Offset] I got the blues... Used to be kickin' them doors in my Jordans, I walk in the club with my Lous (Louboutins) Now we f** b**hes by two Dropped out of school, they said we was fools, them diamonds looking like a fool Mansion, twenty five rooms, we got bananas, baboons Young n***as we brought the trap...back We gave you, so f** it, we want it back Don't do that, n***a, boy, we on that Whippin' and flippin', you cloned that I'm not going 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 beating like a pulse I wanted some money, I jumped off the porch Hot n***a so I keep me a torch I will burn a n***a, put that on my lil' boy [Hook: Quavo] If you don't know what you're hearing, you're listening to that new trap funk Same keys that you're hearing, same keys that I got in my trunk Trap funk 'cuz I'm having gas bag and I made it off of trap talk 'Cuz I'm having gas bag and I made it off of trap talk [Verse 3: Takeoff] Call it trap funk 'cuz we having gas bags, and we put the fork in the trap Same keys you're here playing on the piano, I got them wrapped up in saran wrap Got a plug out in Moscow with the act And don't tell them too much information they rats Baby bottle, but no Rugrat n***as is old hundreds, call them Thunder Cats Young n***a be dabbin', hittin' the foam with the spatula Dab daddy, pull up, these b**hes s** me like Dracula Diamonds pull up, my j**eler from Canada You n***as still bubblegum wrapping 'cuz you n***as amateurs (pitiful) Christian Louboutins, a walking mannequin, my balmains full of blue Benjamins Don't drink that sh** just to be cool, I only sip Actavis 'cuz it's my medicine They put me on the news, they tryna embara** me Got the Migos looking like we some terrorists Taking hits, gotta run with the punches My momma told me it's just a form of jealousy [Hook: Quavo] If you don't know what you're hearing, you're listening to that new trap funk Same keys that you're hearing, same keys that I got in my trunk Trap funk 'cuz I'm having gas bag and I made it off of trap talk 'Cuz I'm having gas bag and I made it off of trap talk