After taking some time to pursue solo ventures, Atlanta rap trio Migos is back with a new track titled “Stripper Bowl.” The three members of the group had been teasing the track on social media before dropping it in the wee hours of the morning. While it was not confirmed, a music video to accompany the track also appears to be on the way.
The track comes just over six years after Migos burst onto the scene with their 2013 project Y.R.N. which they say changed the game.
“We changed the game,” Offset wrote on Instagram. “All your favorite artist[s] sound like Migos. Let’s go back and see your cadence in 2013. I challenge any artist to play they music from 2013 and play they music now. Your sound is now Migos sound in 2013.”
As for when we could see a new album from Migos, that remains to be seen but they seem to be ramping up promotion for a run of new tracks.
You can listen to the new track “Stripper Bowl” and check out the lyrics below.
Migos – ‘Stripper Bowl’ Audio & Lyrics
https://youtu.be/hxGTNoenOv4
[Intro: Quavo]
Bring the whips out for the Super Bowl (Skrrt)
500 racks for the Stripper Bowl
The money on the floor, better get it, ho (Get it)
Anything goes with the Huncho
(Anything goes with the Huncho)
Yeah, yeah
Buddah, bless this beat
Ah yeah, woah, uh, yeah, yee, uh woah, yeah, we gon’
Sue, sue, sue, sue, sue, let’s go
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Big boy necklace, seriously flexin’ (Ice)
N*ggas stressin’, n*ggas out here pressin’ (Uh)
N*ggas out here playin’
My chopper keep on sprayin’
Get on my knees start prayin’ (God!)
Get on my knees start crappin’
Everybody know that I’m trappin’ (Trap)
Everybody know that I’m gettin’ it
Spatula money, I’m flipping it (Flip)
Big guns all through the city
Bring the whips out for the Super Bowl (Skrrt)
500 racks for the Stripper Bowl
The money on the floor, better get it, ho (Get it)
Anything goes with the Huncho
Stir fry, smokin’ on eggrolls (Whip)
Trap boy hot with a little stove (Ahh)
The money got a crease like it been fold
I like my money straight hot [?] (Hey)
Life in the school, they got the eye on (Ahh)
Mama said I left with the pot on (Mama)
Give ’em a shoulder to cry on (Uhn)
Brrp, brrp, brrp your thot ain’t home (Brrrr)
On the ground, tryna be a gangsta (Gangsta)
N*gga get bread with no fingers (Fingers)
Boy Meets World, no Topanga (Hey)
Got tried in the street and it change him (Tried)
Damn, I find it the strangest (Damn)
Lookin’ at the lame and he famous (Lame)
Crowd chasin’ all different angles (Crowd)
Little n*gga don’t know it get dangerous
[Chorus: Quavo]
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Little n*gga don’t know it get dangerous
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Little n*gga don’t know it get dangerous (Uh)
[Verse 2: Offset]
Offset!
Make M’s by the hour (M, m)
We gon’ make him, leave him sour (Kill him)
Double-up, stack it up, Twin Tower (Twin Tower)
Get the stick, pay the hit, some allowin’ it (Rah)
Auto, a burk-burk, net deter-terg’
I just occur-urred, LV Verge-erge
Mister perf-er, my wrist is work-work
Which one you work-work? Check on your turbin (Hey)
Eenie-meenie-miney-mo, they all want me (Eenie-meenie-miney-mo)
Hit them all with a .40, the bullet comin’ (Bow)
Get a n*gga dead for a lower [?] (Who?)
Guineas on my wrist, you left the water running (Guinea)
[?] , so I don’t see it, that’s a whole hunter (See)
N*ggas can’t get in the door for plenty summers (Hey)
Whip it on the stove like it’s been a [?] (Hoo-hoo!)
Take a n*ggas soul for some petty money
[Chorus: Quavo]
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Little n*gga don’t know it get dangerous
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Little n*gga don’t know it get dangerous (Uh)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Danger, I’ma go and paint ’em (Pew-pew)
Douple Cup, Triple K, I’ma go hang ’em (Hang)
Gotta let ’em out the cage, can’t tame ’em (Argh)
And if you catch ’em by D, you can’t blame ’em (You can’t)
Big torch, I’ma go and flame ’em
Triple bald lookin’ like a Wrestle Mania (Woah)
500k through 500 ways in the hurt and nobody else came with ’em (Bro)
They say like they mention on Phi
Q say we did it with 21, “Nah” (We’ll see)
A part of ya ain’t know ’bout the [?]:
Have fun with the guys, and nobody dies (On God)
No cap on this story, as Banco you goin’
As Bussey, you think that I’m lyin’ (Ask ’em)
Never seen it with your eyes
So my money strippers were swimmin’ in pies
It would’ve been
[Chorus: Quavo]
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Little n*gga don’t know it get dangerous
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Danger (Woo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Little n*gga don’t know it get dangerous (Uh)
