Migo! (A$AP) A$AP! Woo! (pull up, up) Cozy Boys (pull up, up)
[Chorus: Quavo & A$AP Pour an 8th, that's a Fanta That's what I a Tropicana Take the blow, hold them at That's what I a trap anthem is the real trap anthem Fuck a bad bitch in a Fuck a rich bitch in the Eyy, this is the real anthem
1: A$AP Ferg] Swagging on hoes Leave these bitches the dogs All my niggas in the And we finna fuck all Bout to hit a Marty Tell bitches to bring the sauce fat, Ricky Ross Feelin' I am the boss I'm driving the Porsche I could be a coupe I could be the Honda I'm swaggin' on you Check how I rap in the I'm the animal loose I'm like I'm the nigga that could kill it Just let it happen to you
[Verse 2: & Takeoff] I'm in and out of the country been chasing all the money You know I from nothing And the bando still I keep the banana for If I see 12 on the block we runnin' The is a jungle, no fumblin' If I see fences, my nigga, I'm This the anthem Migo's, propaganda You we handsome pocket got cancer Turn the to Airbnb She a dancer fuckin' up that powder Then Mr. Arm & Hammer Then a movie My pulling up with Uzi's So pursue me I got more gold than Shaka You sue me I pay my lawyer, he a They try to me That balling tried to do me Said I influence, the listen to my music I 'em prove it Told me some shit and I it I'm in the whippin' You think I'm barbecuin' (whippin,' whippin')