conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Migos Origin with the following description: Migos gives us the second confirmed song after “One Time” for their debut album “Yung Rich Nation”.
  Official Video
  https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=156&v=LUiV9TFaaIwExpand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Quavo]
  So what part of Atlanta y'all from?
  From the north side
  Uh, yeah
  Every show get crazy and crazy
  We growing and growing every, every, every time at a show
  [Chorus: Quavo]
  Disrupted the game, the industry was shook up
  Three young rich niggas, never did a push up
  You want the origin of the flow, you better shut the fuck up
  And listen up, to what the Migos bout to cook up
  [Verse 1: Quavo]
  Quavo
  We killed the Versace,
   
  we went to Bahamas, shout out to the islands
  Mommas and daughters they taking a picture with me and they smiling
  Charlemagne said the gang Donkey of the Day (Charlamagne?)
  Billboard magazine, 45K
  Word on the street they say the Migos wanted
  But they can't find the Migos, so they bite their recorders
  When you ask for a show, can you seriously afford it
  Check my schedule, itinerary loaded of course
  Check my dab, it's priceless
  And my niggas is righteous
  I don't got no type, but I love to fuck Pisces
  The chains on my neck, I might get arthritis
  YRN Tha Album first album going diamond
  Got my mama a Benz
  Just to show her I'm grinding
  Green dots in the pen but I hate the confinement
  When Offset got out of jail he ate a bowl of hundreds
  Dropped the Rich Nigga Timeline and we was crossed the country [Chorus: Quavo]
  Disrupted the game, the industry was shook up
  Three young rich niggas, never did a push up
  You want the origin of the flow, you better shut the fuck up
  And listen up, to what the Migos bout to cook up
  [Verse 2: Offset]
  Skrrt, cook up
  Graat, he shook up
  I'm trapping the white, that Ku Klux
  My niggas got grenades and bazookas
  On the private jet we smoking up in indica
  A hundred thousand, got a pick up in India
  Headed to locker, we changed the millennium
  Thirty thousand for a walk through minimum
  Snakes in the grass start spitting out venom
  That come with the territory when a nigga winning
  Tinted windows on the sprinter you don't need to see this image
  The blogs say I need to calm down, fuck a image
  Your CEO a busta and my CEO a hustler
  Choppa sound like percussion, run up on me repercussion
  Came from nothing, came home with a half a million, hurt my stomach
  I'm taking good care of my kids but they mamma get nothing
  And if you think its wrong this ain't the right song you're bumping
  Welcome to the jungle, lions, elephants and monkeys
  Never see me lonely, best believe nina on me
  Stuffed crust, my pocket walking with a 50 on me [Chorus: Quavo]
  Disrupted the game, the industry was shook up
  Three young rich niggas, never did a push up
  You want the origin of the flow, you better shut the fuck up
  And listen up, to what the Migos bout to cook up
  [Verse 3: Takeoff]
  Pyrex pot on the stove, take that eggbeater cook up
  They looking for the origin, wanna know how did we make this shit up
  Came in there right and we fucking it up
  Jump off the banana boat, call me King Tut
  Niggas be biting our swag I tried to switch it up
  But these niggas still don't get enough
  Niggas with attitude don't give a fuck
  Young nigga flexing never did a push up
  Migo flow everybody wanna look it up
  Every ten years it's on my story bro
  I bet you listen up, you don't gotta like it
  Yo favorite rapper he be biting
  When I step in the booth, its a moment of silence
  I bet yo bitch she get excited
  When I'm doing show my front end and that back end be enormous
  I need a double cup with my Backwood when I'm on stage performing
  Can't get in my tour bus bitch, ain't tryna fuck, it's only 5 in the morning
  I got some Dominican bitches that sucking and fucking and back to the origin [Chorus: Quavo]
  Disrupted the game, the industry was shook up
  Three young rich niggas, never did a push up
  You want the origin of the flow, you better shut the fuck up
  And listen up, to what the Migos bout to cook up