[Verse 1: ASAP Rocky]
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Pass the pass the pass the muthafuckin swisher
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Pour some muthafuckin liquor
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For my muthafuckin niggas
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Who ain't with us, keep it trilla
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With my gold teeth and my french braids
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Been getting dough since the 10th grade
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Wealth is in the mind not the pocket
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If that's the case, then I been paid
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Herringbone Chain
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My gold frames
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My Cartiers
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You small change
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You bitch made
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I'm old school
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Like dempstars and switch blades
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I spit game
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I get paid
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I pimp game, my pimp
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I be that pretty muthafucka, ASAP is just my nickname
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[Screwed:]
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I'm coming down when I'm tippin on them 4's
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Cause we shittin on we shittin on these niggas and these hoes
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Cause that purp shit, I sip up
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Your big shows, you slipped up
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I get-get my dick licked
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I'm draped out and drip dripped up
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Top of the top of the line
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All on my grind, purple be easing my mind
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They runnin and they runnin we gunnin we gunnin
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We gonna hit one at a time-time
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Them bad bitches blow kisses by my earlobe
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A weirdo but I'm real though
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[Verse 2: ASAP Twelvy]
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All theses boppers wanna bop em
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Niggas wanna jock em
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Not a red light horus city cop that can stop em
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Going broke is not an option
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Always on that cash flow
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She used to call me ass hole
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Now she drop that ass low
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Fuck it man, I'm past doe
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Sour diesel, stash coke
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ASAP, we the last hope
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Fuck it, dis my fast flow
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I slow it down, I pick it up
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Blue jeans, I rip em up
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That's swag, bitch
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You mad, bitch
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See you in my past bitch
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I'm headed to the future
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Twelvy ain't no loser
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Mixing up that syrup
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Call it Punky Brewster?
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I'm slurring, wassup
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Don't tell me to shut up
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I ain't tryna start shit
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But man, I'm really fucked up
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I lucked up, I see it as a come up
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I'm on my job man, I'll see you when the sun's up
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Young niggas run everything
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ASAP to the top and these bitches love everything
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[Verse 3: ASAP Nast]
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God bless America, my flow is scarier
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Style wild like my nigga Common after Erykah
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Yo bitch, I'm in bed with her
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Head so good, make a nigga feel good
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'Till the point I wanna marry her
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But I be on my pimpin shit
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Check out my limp 'need shit
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I be gettin money gettin money, can you dig it bitch
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Ho get on my pimpin ship, all aboard all aboard
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East coast muthafuckas makin all the noise all the noise
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I know you niggas heard of us
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Raff Simon murderers
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Fashion killa, word to bigga boss I never heard of ya
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Still sippin, candy painted whips is what I'm sittin in
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Kitchen Kim is whippin up that shit to get these bitches here
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New York nasty flow t
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That's a little bit of crack mixed in with a 5th of hen
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Businessmen, middle finger to your fuckin buisiness, man
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Ray Da Vinci shit?
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Rollercoaster, take a flick of this
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Motion picture shit
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Bitch I grind like a skater do
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Always strive and prosper
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A new level we gon take it to
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Trilla
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Asap Rocky |