A$AP Ferg, Migos - Trap Anthem lyrics

Migo! (A$AP) A$AP!
Woo! (pull up, pull up)
Cozy Boys (pull up, pull up)

Pour an 8th, that's a dirty Fanta
That's what I call a Trapicana
Take the plug, hold them up for ransom
That's what I call a trap anthem
This is the real trap anthemFuck a
Bad bitch in a Phantom
Fuck a rich bitch in the bathroom
Eyy, this is the real trap anthem

Swagging on these hoes
Leave these bitches with the dogs
All my niggas in the room
And we finna fuck them all
Bout to hit a Marty Baller
Tell these bitches to bring the sauce
Pockets fat, Ricky Ross
Feelin' like I am the boss
Yeah I'm driving the Porsche
I could be flying a coupe
I could be flying the Honda
Nigga I'm swaggin' on you
Check how I rap in the booth
I'm letting the animal loose
I'm feelin' like I'm the nigga
That could kill it
Just don't let it happen to you

I'm been in and out of the country
I've been chasing after the money
You know I came from nothing
And the bando still bunkin'
I keep the banana for monkeys
If I see 12 on the block then we runnin'
The trap is a jungle, no fumblin'
If I see fences, my nigga, I'm jumpin'
This the trap anthem migo, A$AP propaganda
You know that we handsome
Your pocket got cancer
Turn her wrist to a eggbeater
She a dirty dancerWe're fuckin'
Up that powder then fuck Mr arm & Hammer
Let's make a movie
My nigga pulling up with Uzi's
So don't pursue me
I got more gold than Shaka Zulu
You cannot sue me
I pay my lawyer, he a Jew-y
They try to chew me
That balling nigga tried to do me
Said I influence
The children listen to my music
I told 'em prove it
Told me some shit and I refuse it
I'm in the kitchen whippin'
You might think I'm barbecuin'
(whippin, ' whippin')

Pour an 8th, that's a dirty Fanta
That's what I call a Tropicana
Take the plug, hold them up for ransom
That's what I call a trap anthem
This is the real trap anthem
Fuck a bad bitch in a Phantom
Fuck a rich bitch in the bathroom
Eyy, this is the real trap anthem