| [Intro: Quavo] | |
| Yo, nice to meet you | |
| Adios! | |
| [Hook: Quavo] | |
| We taking trips, on the islands | |
| My ******* bad, she from the islands | |
| Where the plug? He on the islands | |
| No Gilligan, I'm on the islands | |
| Splash, trip, islands | |
| Water, islands | |
| Splash, trip, lots of islands | |
| Living on the islands | |
| [Verse 1: Quavo] | |
| Quavo, Quavo, on the islands cooling like Gullah Gullah | |
| I'm independent I ain't tryna sign to Warner Brothers | |
| We'll take ten mil' for a Label deal | |
| And I don't want the PT if it ain't Double Seal | |
| Life is a gamble game, wrist still a hurricane | |
| In a Audi getting brain, swerving in the other lane | |
| They wanna ***** with me cause I'm a millionaire | |
| Spectacular, the choppas in the back and in the frigidaire | |
| You don't even wanna bust a move, come on my fleet | |
| Got them on stand-by on snooze, stand-by my fleet [?] | |
| I just pushed the button and you lose, you lose my fleet [?] | |
| PAW! | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] | |
| I got dreads like I'm from the islands | |
| Smokin' ***** like I'm from the islands | |
| I just met a bad lightskin ******* on Highland | |
| I'm a get some brand new ******* tonight | |
| Dolla Sign and Migos we the trendsetters | |
| Pushaz Ink the label we the trendsetters | |
| That's yo' *******, on God, she was just with us | |
| That's yo' *******, tonight, ***** don't kiss her | |
| Rum and coke, she drink pina coladas | |
| I only smoke kush, these *****s still on the chronic | |
| Met a redbone, in bikini bottoms | |
| Look just like Rihanna, say she from the islands | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 3: Rich The Kid] | |
| My ******* from the islands I covered her in diamonds | |
| The haters can't stop me from *******nin' | |
| Don't play with me *****, Machete will hit you | |
| Young ***** you know that I'm Haitian | |
| I had to stay down while we trappin' the vacant | |
| Mama she said we would make it | |
| Feels good to be rich | |
| Got a jet, take a trip | |
| ***** ***** we made it! | |
| The plug on the islands, no Gilligan | |
| I pull out my wallet, finessin' him | |
| I be with the migos, no Mexican | |
| I'm a young rich ***** | |
| I'm buying whatever no matter the cost | |
| Yo' boyfriend about to come ***** with a boss | |
| I ride in a Maybach, no Ross | |
| [Verse 4: Offset] | |
| Welcome to my island | |
| Lions, bears, and tigers | |
| Selling babies, cooking toddlers | |
| Bad ******* givin' knowledge | |
| Welcome to my land | |
| Molly santan' kickstand | |
| Choppas on deck like Iran | |
| Whippin' and flippin' them candy yams | |
| On the islands, no Gilligan | |
| You *****s are sweeter than Cinnamon | |
| I run to the money with energy | |
| My loafers are 'gator amphibians | |
| Rocca been trappin' for centuries | |
| How the hell you don't know Benjamin? | |
| You run up on me it's a penalty | |
| His pack went missin', a mystery | |
| [Hook] |