Modern Day (Explicit)

Modern Day (Explicit) - Migos

Lyrics by：Jordan Fox/Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Kirsnick Khari Ball/Quavious Keyate Marshall/Shane Lindstrom

Composed by：Jordan Fox/Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Kirsnick Khari Ball/Quavious Keyate Marshall/Shane Lindstrom

M-M-M-Murda

Quavo：

Yeah

Suu

Let's take a modern day stroll

Woah

This is the modern day h*e

Last time I checked we was runnin' the globe

Go

I'm 'bout to go fingerfold

Two knock two times it's a brick at the door

Two time

Somebody blowin' up lil' mama phone

Brrt

Lil' n***a just come get your h*e

Brrt brrt

I'm talking Patek on the wrist

Ooh

Baguette go and dance on a b***h

'Guettes

You know that b***h too thick

Yeah

You can't even see the pants on that b***h

Bad

The way that we spinnin'

Yeah

Spinnin' in hellcats goin' Taz on a kit

Spin

She wanna pop a G6

Pop

She suckin' on d**k until six

Yeah eugh

I make a moviе I'm going Michael Bay

Yeah

Huncho the sеnsei

'Cho

The way that I'm moving we going motorcade

Move the tactical way

Tactical

I need the backend this way

Backend

Somebody packin' this way

Packin'

She get to clappin' that way

Ooh dat way

You don't got the answers like Sway

Yeah Sway

F**k it I'm coolin'

Woo

I'm in the coupe with the top and I'm wavin' the coolant

Wavin'

Switch and go doolie

Yeah

With a bad b***h and I play with her mind and her coochie

Coochie

I'm still Ratta-toolie

Ooh woo

I got a pipe that's so big it look like Chattahoochie

Whip

We not the Fugies

Yeah

I'll go foolie if a n***a try to Three Stooge us

Uh

Quavo/Takeoff：

Break a brick down n***a break a brick down n***a

Yeah brick

Break a b***h down n***a break a b***h down n***a

Yeah b***h

Word around town n***a heard your a*s get around n***a

Hey

Get the f**k from 'round n***a you ain't even from the town n***a

Yeah

Takeoff/Quavo：

Takeoff

Where the f**k he came from

Where

When she see the Don she givin' me some

The 'Rari came red like a plum

Red

The streets like the sound

I gotta ride with a drum keep smoke in my lungs

Smoke

Arabian b***h in the passenger seat

Now she got a illegal bomb

Bomb

Baguette the charm rainbow Daytona

I like to charm the arm

Charm

That b***h is borin' oh that's your main

Come get her can't help it she gone

Count up a bag but know we ain't tourin'

If it ain't my money I think it's annoyin'

Pop me a Perc'

Perc'

With a cup full of purp'

Purp'

When I hop in the 'vert with no key and I storm

Skrrt

BB the belt and I VV the arm

BB

Hop on the P-J go visit the farm

Phew

Ain't no one out there whatever you on

Put that lil' boy 'cause my money grown

I know some n***as got rich off of zones

Rich off of zones

Made double digits off Apple iPhones

Brrt

Throw that s**t on I get fly like a drone

Put d**k in her once she won't leave me alone

Leave

Kapital bones the wallet is chrome

They say that the opp' been lovin' the song

Eat up the dab when they come around

And then go and put everything we got on

If I got a plate you know that he ate

I'm too blessed and one thing I can't do is hate

Nah

I like what you what you doin' just humble yourself

And know we the ones that opened the gate

Uh

Quavo/Takeoff/Offset：

Break a brick down n***a break a brick down n***a

Yeah brick

Break a b***h down n***a break a b***h down n***a

Yeah b***h

Word around town n***a heard your a*s get around n***a

Hey

Get the f**k from 'round n***a

You ain't even from the town n***a

Yeah Offset

Offset：

Big body Urus

Big body

Fast and the furious

Vyoom

Grippin' my MAC watch the rear of the mirror

Who dat

Baguettes on my neck on the lit I'm superior

Lear'

Two-fifty each what you say

I can't hear

Huh

Shoot dices my prices they lower than serious

Low

She ride the d**k speed it up by the gear

Go

Dropped out of school 'cause I didn't wanna hear

Nah

I was thinkin' 'bout makin' a M every period

Yes sir

Got my s**t out the block

Block

Seventeen hot tryna plot on the guap

Hey

F**k that b***h I had to go and get a knot

Knot

I was on the block ain't knowin' 'bout a yacht

Who

Stick in my crotch Audemars watch

Bah

Burberry shots I was curvin' a thot

Curve

Got baby KK a Birkin why not

KK

Bought a AK fell in love when I shot

AK

We beat 'em in doors

Whatever

We beat 'em in h*es

Whatever

We beat 'em in clothes

Whatever

We beat 'em in Lambos and the Rolls

Whatever

Hold up my wrist it got rocks light hold

Hold

These boys are my kids don't talk no more

Shh

I'm stuffin' d**k in the back of this h*e

Huh

My Rollie got Skittles you taste the rainbow

Skittles

Kick down the door lay 'em down Kurtis Blow

God

Cop on the low in the Nawf it don't go

Nah

Bad but b***h ain't got nothin' to give

Shawty bad

I'm the dad in this industry I got some kids

Dad

She wanna f**k me I know I can see it

Just for some clout n***as jump off a bridge

Clout

I had the drop on the opp' and we slid

I don't be gamblin' my dawg that's the weird

Weird

Make the money eight ways I'm a squid

Eight ways

He tellin' he yellin' he work with the pigs

Woo

Quavo/Takeoff：

Break a brick down n***a break a brick down n***a

Yeah brick

Break a b***h down n***a break a b***h down n***a

Yeah b***h

Word around town n***a heard your a*s get around n***a

Hey

Get the f**k from 'round n***a you ain't even from the town n***a

Yeah