Migo! (A$AP) A$AP! Woo! (pull up, up) Cozy Boys (pull up, up)
[Chorus: Quavo & A$AP Pour an 8th, that's a dirty That's what I a Tropicana Take the blow, hold them at That's what I call a trap This is the trap anthem a bad bitch in a Phantom Fuck a rich bitch in the Eyy, is the real trap anthem
[Verse 1: A$AP on these hoes Leave these bitches the dogs All my in the room And we finna them all to hit a Marty Baller Tell these bitches to the sauce fat, Ricky Ross Feelin' I am the boss Yeah I'm the Porsche I be flying a coupe I could be the Honda Nigga I'm on you how I rap in the booth I'm letting the animal I'm like I'm the nigga that could kill it Just let it happen to you
[Verse 2: Quavo & 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 then we The trap is a jungle, no If I see fences, my nigga, I'm This the trap Migo's, propaganda You know we Your got cancer Turn the to Airbnb She a dancer We're fuckin' up powder Then Mr. Arm & Hammer make a movie My nigga up with Uzi's So don't 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 children listen to my I told 'em it Told me shit and I refuse it I'm in the kitchen You think I'm barbecuin' (whippin,' whippin')