Migos - Modern Day (Official Video) HD

Watch the the official video for Migos - "Modern Day" Stream//Download Migos new album "Culture III" here: https://QualityControl.lnk.to/CultureIII Follow Migos on socials: https://instagram.com/migos https://facebook.com/THEMigosAtl https://twitter.com/migos Migos "Modern Day" Lyrics: [QUAVO VERSE] Yeah, let’s take a modern day stroll This is the modern day hoe Last time I checked we were running the globe I’m bout to go figure four Two knocks two time, it’s a brick at the door Somebody blowing up lil mama phone Lil n**** just come get ya hoe I’m talking Patek on the wrist Baguette gone dance on the bitch You know that bitch too thick You can’t even see the pants on that bitch The way that we spinnin’ Spinnin’ in hellcats goin Taz on the kit She wanna pop a G6 She suckin’ on d*** until six I make a movie I’m going Michael Bay, Huncho the Sensei The way that I’m moving We going motorcade, move the tactical way I need the backend this way Somebody packing this way She get to clapping that way You don’t got the answers like Sway F*** it I’m cooling I’m in the coupe with the top and I’m waving a coolant Switch it go dually With a bad bitch and I play with her mind and her coochie I’m still Ratatouille, I got a pot that’s so big it look like Chattahoochie We not the Fugees, I go fooley if a n**** try to three stooges (QUAVO HOOK) Break a brick down n**** Break a brick down n**** Break a bitch down n**** Break a bitch down n**** Word around town n**** Heard your askin’ around n**** Get the f*** from around n**** You ain’t even from the town n**** [TAKEOFF VERSE] Takeoff Where the f*** he came from (where) When she see the Dawn she givin me some The Rari came red like a plum (red) The streets like the sun (hot) I gotta ride with a drum, Keep smoke in my lungs (smoke) Arabian bitch in the passenger seat like she got a illegal bomb (bomb) Baguette the charm, rainbow Daytona I Lucky Charm the arm (Lucky) That bitch is boring Oh that’s your main, come get her can’t help it she going Count up a bag but no we ain’t touring If it ain’t bout money I think it’s annoying Pop me a perc with a cup of the purp When I hop in the vert with no key and I storm (skurrt) BB the belt and I VV the arm Hop on a PJ go visit the farm Indoor and Outdoor whatever you on (wat u on) Put that lil boy up cuz my money grown I know some n***** got rich off of zones Made double digits off Apple iPhones Throw that shit on I get fly like a drone Put dick in her once she won’t leave me alone Kapital bones the Wallet is chrome They say they the opps but loving the song (opp) 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 so one thing I can’t do is hate I like what you doing just humble yourself And know we the ones that open the gate (open the gate!!) [QUAVO HOOK] Break a brick down n**** Break a brick down n**** Break a bitch down n**** Break a bitch down n**** Word around town n**** Heard your as