Intro: A$AP Ferg]
Em
Yeah, yeah
Em
Pray to the trap
Em
Pray for the trap
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Em
Send them niggas to the Hood Pope
My synagogue right in the ghetto
G
Off the dome, I'm killin' niggas
But the pen game on a different level
Em
One trap with a big dream
Am
I go hard, won't ever settle
Em
"Go in for the kill" what they taught me
Bm
Boy I'm movin' that Shark Tank
Em
In this bitch like I'm Clark Kent
Em
Got a deal with the devil like y'all say
Em
It's for the love of the money, what y'all think?
Em
Fuck a wack bitch what I won't do
Am
Make a bill with these vocals
C
And the Pro Tools, thought I told you
Em
Pedal or metal, I try to slow down but I can't
Em
Fuckin' yo bitch and she kissin' the dick
Em
And I'm startin' to feel like I'm Tank
Em
Chasin' the commas on commas
Embracing the drama that come with the fame
Em
Put that on my momma, the llama
It hit ya, designer in part of your brain, so stay in ya lane
Em
Huh, yeah, I'm fuckin' your bitch in a park
Em
I bust in her mouth cause she parched
Em
She throwin' it back with an arch
Em
You cuffin' that bitch like a narc
Em
Ooh boy I don't wanna start
Em
Two birds on my boat, I'mma start
Em
I'm kinda like Noah's Ark
Em
I am leaving this Earth with a mark
Em
I ain't got time for you marks
Em
I aim at your head like a dar
Em
He lay on the street with a chart
Am
Spike on his head like he Bart
I'd rather be chasin' the cream
Em
Trappin' and trappin', I never be slackin'
I'm countin' a million a dream
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Em Bm
Trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Am Em
I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Em
One trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Em Am
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene
Em
Trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Em
I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Em
One trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Bm
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Uh, yeah
Em
Trap and a dream, uh, Mac with the beam, yeah
Left Hollywood, damn, back to the fiends, woo
Em
Pull up in my hood, skrt skrt, and back to the scene, hoo
Em
In the back like a spleen, hoo, hunnid racks in my jeans, aw yeah
Am Bm
Know a couple niggas want me dead in my hood
Em C
Do some charity, I put some bread in my hood
Am
Pussy niggas snitchin', got the feds in my hood
Em
It's like all the real niggas really dead in my hood
Em
I been runnin' it up, fuckin' it up, plenty
Am Em
Hop out the spur, jump in the truck, Bentley
Em Am
Neosporin, I'm in the cut, chilly
Em
Mask on, mask off, reppin' my set, Philly
Em Bm
I got thrity-six O's, we gone put it on a roll
Am Em
That boy silent, never told, fuckin' models out the Vogue
Em
And I rock a lot of gold, all these diamonds on me froze
Am
I called papi for the low, he gon' drop it, Lord knows
I got a
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Em Bm
Trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Am Em
I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Em
One trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Em Am
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene
Em
Trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Em
I had a trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Em
One trap and a dream, trap and a dream
Bm
I wanna make a hundred million when I hit the scene