Migo! (A$AP) A$AP! Woo! (pull up, up) Cozy (pull up, pull up)
Quavo & A$AP Ferg] Pour an 8th, that's a dirty That's I call a Tropicana Take the blow, hold them at what I call a trap anthem This is the real trap Fuck a bad in a Phantom a rich bitch in the bathroom Eyy, this is the real trap
1: A$AP Ferg] Swagging on these Leave these bitches the dogs All my in the room And we finna them all to hit a Marty Baller Tell these to bring the sauce fat, Ricky Ross Feelin' like I am the Yeah I'm the Porsche I could be a coupe I be flying the Honda I'm swaggin' on you Check how I rap in the I'm letting the animal 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 know I from nothing And the bando bunkin' 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, A$AP You we handsome pocket got cancer Turn the to Airbnb She a dancer fuckin' up that powder Then fuck Mr. Arm & Then make a My pulling 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 some shit and I it I'm in the kitchen You think I'm barbecuin' (whippin,' whippin')