Migo! (A$AP) A$AP! Woo! (pull up, up) Cozy Boys (pull up, up)
[Chorus: & A$AP Ferg] Pour an 8th, that's a Fanta That's what I a Tropicana Take the blow, them at ransom That's what I a trap anthem This is the real trap a bad bitch in a Phantom Fuck a rich bitch in the Eyy, this is the real trap
[Verse 1: A$AP Swagging on hoes Leave these with the dogs All my in the room And we finna them all to hit a Marty Baller Tell these bitches to bring the fat, Ricky Ross Feelin' I am the boss Yeah I'm the Porsche I could be flying a I could be the Honda I'm swaggin' on you Check how I rap in the I'm letting the loose I'm feelin' like I'm the nigga that kill it don't let it happen to you
[Verse 2: Quavo & I'm in and out of the country I've been all the money You I came from nothing And the still bunkin' I keep the banana for If I see 12 on the block we runnin' The trap is a jungle, no If I see fences, my nigga, I'm This the trap Migo's, A$AP You know we Your got cancer Turn the Ritz to She a dancer We're up that powder Then fuck Mr. Arm & Then make a My nigga pulling up Uzi's So pursue me I got more than Shaka Zulu You sue me I pay my lawyer, he a They try to me That balling tried to do me Said I influence, the children listen to my I 'em prove it Told me shit and I refuse it I'm in the kitchen You might I'm barbecuin' (whippin,' whippin')