Trap Problems Migos

[Intro: Quavo]
We ain't gon' never have trap problems
We ain't gon' never have trap problems
We ain't gon' never have trap problems
No, no, no, no

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
The way that I whip it, no Chef Boyardee, they wanna know the recipe
I pop a pint, and I pop me a eight, now I'm movin' slower than a centipede
Twenty bitches runnin' round the lobby, suckin', fuckin' just to say they did it
I done fucked so many bitches, saw many ass and titties, it's ridiculous
Get on my knees and I pray at night, forgive me for my sins know I do the wrong and rights
Situation feel right when I'm wrong, but a nigga feel wrong when I'm right
Gianni Versace cover my eyesight
Kid Cudi nigga trappin' day and night
I be in the water with the sharks and they bite
These real diamonds nigga, Rihanna, cut off the lights

[Chorus: Quavo]
All my niggas from the slums, only girl I love is my momma
All my niggas from the bottom, we gon' never have trap problems
We ain't gon' never have trap problems
We ain't gon' never have trap problems
We ain't gon' never have trap problems
If we ever have a problem, my niggas pull up with choppers