trap anthem

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 tropicana

take the blow

hold them at 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

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

feeling 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 swagging on you

check how i rap in the booth

i'm letting the animal loose

i'm feeling 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 all the money

you know i came from nothing

and the bando still bunking

i keep the banana for monkeys

if i see 12 on the block then we running

the trap is a jungle

no fumbling

if i see fences

my nigga

i'm jumping

this the trap anthem

migo's

a$ap propaganda

you know we handsome

your pocket got cancer

turn the ritz to airbnb

she a dirty dancer

we're fucking up that powder

then fuck mr. arm & hammer

then 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 whipping

you might think i'm barbecuing

whipping

whipping