Quavo and Yeat are cruising into the weekend with New Trip, their slick new single with producer BNYX that landed yesterday, November 7, 2025, via Quality Control Music, and it pulls you straight into that post-ComplexCon high, all booming 808s and carefree flexes that make the good life sound effortless.
These two have chemistry that clicks without trying too hard, and New Trip leans right into it. Previewed live during Yeat’s headlining set at ComplexCon in Vegas on October 26, where Quavo jumped on stage to run it back, the track’s got that trap bounce with wavy synths and ad-libs that echo like they’re shouted from a rooftop suite. BNYX handles the production, layering in those signature murky drops that give Yeat room to glide on his auto-tuned hooks about stacking riches and swapping out the old for the new, while Quavo drops grounded bars on the highs and hazards of the come-up—from Pateks flashing to dodging rehab.
It’s all about that cycle of elevation: new money flipping the script on hard times, new connections that come with the territory, and yeah, whisking a shorty off in the Rolls for a quick escape. The energy’s playful but pointed, like they’re toasting to the wins while keeping one eye on the rearview.
Word on the street is this could slot into Quavo’s long-teased solo album SATCHAMO, his first full project since Only Fools N’ Glory earlier this year, which would make sense given the southern trap pulse running through it. No full tracklist out yet, but if it’s building on the collabs he’s been stacking—like that recent link with Future—it’ll likely mix street tales with these euphoric rides, clocking around 14 tracks of high-stakes replay. Stream it now on Spotify or catch the video, which captures them turning Vegas into their playground, complete with neon-lit parties and that effortless drip.
Quavo’s been steady rebuilding his lane since the Migos days, turning grief into fuel with moves like his Rocket Foundation work, while Yeat’s exploding as the voice of this glitchy new wave, fresh off sold-out tours that prove he’s not just a TikTok moment. Teaming up here feels like generational handoff done right—Quavo grounding the flash, Yeat amping the chaos.
X is already turning up the volume, with clips from the drop racking likes and fans remixing the “new money” chant over their weekend plans, tags like #NewTrip popping everywhere since the video hit yesterday. It’s the kind of record that sneaks into your rotation and stays.
Dive into the New Trip lyrics below and unpack its raw narrative. Don’t miss other SATCHAMO tracks for more of Quavo & Yeat’s triumphant flex.
| Lead Vocals | Quavo & Yeat |
| Songwriter | Quavo, Yeat, BNYX® & Sapjer |
| Music Producer | BNYX® & Sapjer |
| Mastering Engineer | Colin Leonard |
| Mixing Engineer | Benjamin Thomas |
| Label | Quality Control & Motown Records |
| Release Date | November 7, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Quality Control, Universal Music Group & Motown Records |
| Video Director | Alex Edep & DUMBDAYS! |
Lyrics of New Trip by Quavo & Yeat
[Intro: Yeat & Quavo]
(I-I-I)
(I-I’m Workin’ On—) Munyun
New Money, New Money, New Money (Oh-oh)
(I-I-I, Bnyx)
[Chorus: Yeat & Quavo]
New Money, New Money, Oh-oh
New B**ches, New B**ches, Oh-oh (New B**ches)
New Riches, New Riches, Oh-oh
I Just Pulled Up On A New Bae, You Knew That
‘Cause [?][0:23], Blue Hermès, Oh-oh
New B**ches, New B**ches, Woah-oh
New B**ches, Old B**ches, Woah-oh (Go)
They Said That Money Go Up, Then It Come Down
Before Me, That B**ch Is A No (No Way)
I Ain’t Have No Place To Go (No Place)
I Bring It Back For The Third Time Again,
I’ma Smash The Lil’ B**ch In The Rolls (Smash)
I’m Feelin’ Wavy, This B**ch Feelin’ Lazy
I’m Makin’ This B**ch ’bout A Row
I’m ’bout To Take This Lil’ B**ch On A Trip
I’m ’bout To Take This Lil’ B**ch On A Trip
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Too Much Of This New Money
Think I’ll Go Broke, Nigga, You Funny (Shit)
Straight Off The Jet, It’s A New Country (Munyun)
This For The City, No One F**kin’ With Me
And Johnny Got Diamonds Talkin’ Out The Grill (Ooh)
Patek, Skelly, Half A Mill’ (M&M)
Motorsport, I’m Shiftin’ Gear, Ah (Ooh)
Young Niggas Sprayin’, My Young Nigga Brazy,
My Young Nigga Ready To Kill (Baow)
Lottery Pick, Makin’ Millions (Ooh)
Cartier Lens For The Vision
Young Niggas Stackin’ It All Through The Attic,
I Pray That It Bust Out The Ceiling
I Pray That These Drugs Don’t Kill Me (Ooh)
I’m Tryna Quit, But I’m Gonna Relapse (Ooh)
I Think I’m Too Rich To Go To Rehab
[Chorus: Yeat & Quavo, Yeat, Quavo]
New Money, New Money, Oh-oh
New B**ches, New B**ches, Oh-oh (New B**ches)
New Riches, New Riches, Oh-oh
I Just Pulled Up On A New Bae, You Knew That
’cause [?], Blue Hermès, Oh-oh
New B**ches, New B**ches, Woah-oh
New B**ches, Old B**ches, Woah-oh (Go)
They Said That Money Go Up, Then It Come Down
Before Me, That B**ch Is A No (No Way)
I Ain’t Have No Place To Go (No Place)
I Bring It Back For The Third Time Again,
I’ma Smash The Lil’ B**ch In The Rolls (Smash)
I’m Feelin’ Wavy, This B**ch Feelin’ Lazy
I’m Makin’ This B**ch ’bout A Row
I’m ’bout To Take This Lil’ B**ch On A Trip
I’m ’bout To Take This Lil’ B**ch On A Trip
[Verse 2: Yeat & Quavo]
I’m ’bout To Take This Lil’ B**ch On A Trip
I’m ’bout To Make All My Diamonds Go Kiss (Mwah)
I’m ’bout To F**k On This B**ch, Tell Her, “Yes” (Ah)
Ridin’ ’round In Public, Three-hundred The Dash
It Feels I Got Too Rich, Yeah
Now You Invisible, B**ch (Pow)
We Done Got Too Rich (For Real)
Yeah, You Can’t Even Get Off The Fence With Me (Ooh, Yeah)
[?][2:02] Your B**ch On Her Tits (Ah, Ah-ah)
[?] Put B**ch In The Ten (Ah-ah)
I’m ’bout To Pull Up A Rake On That B**ch (Ah-ah)
I’ma Rake All Of That Money In (Ah)
I Already Told You About This Whole Life, But Baby, I’ma Tell You Again
Yeah, I Been Livin’, I’m Tryna Creep Up And [2:16][?]
[Chorus: Yeat & Quavo, Yeat, Quavo]
New Money, New Money, Oh-oh
New B**ches, New B**ches, Oh-oh (New B**ches)
New Riches, New Riches, Oh-oh
I Just Pulled Up On A New Bae, You Knew That
‘Cause [?], Blue Hermès, Oh-oh
New B**ches, New B**ches, Woah-oh
New B**ches, Old B**ches, Woah-oh (Go)
They Said That Money Go Up, Then It Come Down
Before Me, That B**ch Is A No (No Way)
I Ain’t Have No Place To Go (No Place)
I Bring It Back For The Third Time Again,
I’ma Smash The Lil’ B**ch In The Rolls (Smash)
I’m Feelin’ Wavy, This B**ch Feelin’ Lazy
I’m Makin’ This B**ch ’bout A Row
I’m ’bout To Take This Lil’ B**ch On A Trip
I’m ’bout To Take This Lil’ B**ch On A Trip
[Outro: Quavo & Yeat]
Back Burn A B**ch, You Back Burn A B**ch Again
Had To Put The Sauce In The Safe ’cause You Run Off And Make Twins (Ooh-oh)
When You Take The Major Loss, Due For Win (Ooh-oh)
If You Get Caught With A Boss, Then You’re Goin’ Trim (Hey)
(I-I)
(I-I)
