Migo! (A$AP) A$AP! Woo! (pull up, up) Boys (pull up, pull up)
[Chorus: Quavo & Ferg] an 8th, that's a dirty Fanta That's what I call a the blow, hold them at ransom That's I call a trap anthem This is the real anthem a bad bitch in a Phantom Fuck a bitch in the bathroom Eyy, this is the real trap
1: A$AP Ferg] Swagging on hoes Leave these with the dogs All my in the room And we finna them all Bout to hit a Baller Tell bitches to bring the sauce fat, Ricky Ross Feelin' like I am the Yeah I'm the Porsche I could be a coupe I could be flying the Nigga I'm on you Check how I rap in the I'm letting the animal I'm feelin' like I'm the nigga that kill it Just let it happen to you
2: Quavo & Takeoff] I'm in and out of the country I've chasing all the money You I came from nothing And the still bunkin' I keep the for monkeys If I see 12 on the then we runnin' The is a jungle, no fumblin' If I see fences, my nigga, I'm This the anthem Migo's, A$AP You know we pocket got cancer Turn the Ritz to She a dirty We're fuckin' up powder Then Mr. Arm & Hammer Then 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 try to chew me That balling nigga to do me Said I influence, the listen to my music I told 'em it Told me some shit and I it I'm in the whippin' You think I'm barbecuin' (whippin,' whippin')