Trouble Migos (Ft. T.I.)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Pull up and I got a lot of work all on the freeway
What nigga you know making M&M's on a Tuesday
Migo Gang, Hustle Gang, known to get it hustle everythang
Migo Gang, Hustle Gang, known to get it hustle everythang
Go out and hustle if you want the muscle man with the trouble
How many times I pull up with the chopper
Nigga they don't want trouble
Trouble, fuck nigga they don't want trouble
How many times I pull up with the chopper
Fuck nigga they don't want no trouble

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Mama told me 'Quavo stop trappin'
I like kicking doors and taking gold I gotta have it
Young nigga battled for a hustle mentalities
On the northside I was trapping, capping
Made a million dollars independent, I seen it
Pockets on Mondo Burger, call me Kenan
Then I fucked your ho, now she can see me
Giving me a massage, I think she orthopedic
Who want the problem, you don't want no trouble
We pull up and solve 'em
Shout out my driver, he get a million on the highway
Got the work in exhaustion
Gotta stay cautious, not taking no losses, Migos young bosses
I think I'm getting nauseous
Looking at my diamonds, looking like they frosted