[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

[Verse 2: Takeoff]

I'm the one they talkin' bout with the spot with the pots in there (Pots in there, pots in there)

Walkin' round the city with a nine in my pants and a knot in ‘em (Knot in 'em, knot in 'em)

Yo bitch she suckin' on me and she tryna get all of my (All of my Benjamins!)

Switcharoo your bitch, we flippin' that ho like a spatula

For real my nigga don't run up on me cause you niggas don't know me

Niggas that know me don't show me cause they know I got it on me

Feel like The Rock I'm giving out people elbows to all you Jabronis

You talkin' hundreds, we say chonies

Your niggas loaners my owners

Macaroni cottage cheese, 20 bandz in my Balmain jeans

No limit Master P, bout it bout it on the scene

When I take a piss, I see codeine

Hotboxin' backwoods in the lambo, can't breathe

If I smoke then it's expensive weed, I give you the sack if you find the seed

[Chorus: Quavo]

All my niggas from the slums, only girl that 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

We ain't gon' never have trap problems

If we ever have a problem, my niggas pull up with choppers

Came up from the bottom, now a nigga having power

Used to trap and slang powder, new Rolly ice on my hours

I got the bird like a owl, I'm in New York smokin' on sour

[Verse 3: Quavo]

Look at you niggas is cowards, the bricks is surrounded like flower

I got her sangin' just like Mya, suckin' and fuckin' until she get tired

Feeling like Donald Trump, bitch you is fired

All my niggas blowing up like a fuckin' tire

Late nights in the bando feel like The Wire

My niggas heard that you snitchin, where is your wire?

And it's 50 thousand dollars just to put me on the flyer

Said it's 50 thousand dollars just to put me on the flyer!

[Chorus: Quavo]

All my niggas from the slums, only girl that 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

We ain't gon' never have trap problems

If we ever have a problem, my niggas pull up with choppers

Came up from the bottom, now a nigga having power

Used to trap and slang powder, new Rolly ice on my hours

I got the bird like a owl, I'm in New York smokin' on sour