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Asap Ferg

Genres: Hip-Hop

Trap Anthem Lyrics - Asap Ferg

[Intro] 

Migo! 

(A$AP) A$AP! 

Woo! (pull up, pull up) 

Cozy Boys (pull up, pull up) 

 

[Chorus: Quavo & A$AP Ferg] 

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 

 

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[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] 

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 

 

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[Verse 2: Quavo & Takeoff] 

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 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's, A$AP propaganda 

You know we handsome 

Your pocket got cancer 

Turn the Ritz to Airbnb 

She a dirty dancer 

We're fuckin' 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 whippin' 

You might think I'm barbecuin' 

(whippin,' whippin') 

 

[Chorus: Quavo & A$AP Ferg] 

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 

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