Knots Trae tha Truth (Ft. Quavo)

[Intro: Quavo & Trae tha Truth]
Yeah
Yeah
Migos
Soo
You know what the fuck I'ma do
Yeah
Soo
Baow, baow
Quavo
Let's get it

[Chorus: Quavo]
Been having Glocks with my motherfucking knot (Soo)
Been having Glocks with my motherfucking knot (Yeah)
Been having Glocks with my motherfucking knot (Baow)
Been having Glocks with my motherfucking knot (Uh)
If I let it off, it'll make your block hot (Ha)
If I let it off, it'll make the block hot (Yeah)
Been having Glocks with my motherfucking knot (Knot)
Been having Glocks with my motherfucking knot (Uh)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
We can go block for block (Block), bet they heard about 'em (They heard)
Can't go 12 or cops (Nah), can't get no words up out 'em (No words)
We can go fishtail talk (Fishscale), ninety-nine birds crowded (Brr)
Your boy got outlined chalk (Chalk), my young niggas got swerve about 'em, huh (Swerve)
If you came from the North, you was made (Madе)
I done seen shit cut with a blade (Blade)
Split shit up three ways (Three)
Still, this shit don't changе (Uh)
Blow out your for brains for calling out gang, don't know 'bout the struggle and pain (No)
Take it back to the amateur days, performing free and never paid
Now sit back and peel back the top (Peel it back), thinking 'bout the losses and the wins (Win)
Mama said, "Keep your head up high" (Mama), "Never let a nigga touch your chin" (Your chin)
Put the blue tips in the new Glock (Tip), never let a nigga count your ends (Nah)
My nigga made racks in the pen' (Racks), threw the za pack right over the fence (We gone)