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[Intro: Rocky]
by the tires leave a third degree
And I heard there's bouncin' niggas hatin' wanna me
They gon' to take me straight to Satan cause' I'm blessin' this
I feel distressed, then feel no stress, I built trust
They won't come me, Hercules

1: A$AP Rocky & Juicy J]
Mama me pop was on me
Acid shorty (shut the up!)
Get-get gettin' guap before I was fourteen
Glock was forty
Bounce jaw for plottin' on me
Hot bologna grits with copper hoppin' on me
Cheese from (what that mean?)
Prada on me, choppers on me, crock on kicks-kicks (word)
God was for me, was on me
Blew up ever then (okay okay)
Grew up since then
up ever since then
Two cups ever since
(Kill 'em Flacko)
Nah big
Took my time but now big homie, outta line big homie
Money outta homie (money outta pocket)
All niggas pockets homie
Chopper let 'em live, I was only six, I crept up in the crib
Found a cig, what I did, I did (oh!)
Cock it homie, now it's in my p-pocket
I-I it homie, dare you nigga, tr-try me homie
For the love of spread, I'mma bread
Man I prolly should be dead, was it of what I said?
I-

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky & J]
Uzi, FN, Ruger,
Euros, Pounds and Dollars,
Money, hoes and power,
Violence, rifle, shotguns,
"Now a nigga see I ain't got no time for games
I'm on this Hennessey and I'm quick to shoot dat
But fuck dat, one of my young take the charge
I'm stackin' loot, muthafuck lookin some bars"

[Interlude: Delgado]
Rocky,
Hold on, one bro
Ha, Rocky, Hector bro
this is Hector bro
We gotta on, one second bro
There's an goin' on back here

2: A$AP Rocky]
Rambo was a cathy and mama was a
My papa turned to muslim when he spent some in prison
(no cappin')
No witnesses but I'm from kinda different
They don't leave no witnesses so just mind they business
These days I practice all the good from all religion
So plead the amendment or you're gonna be the victim
So get up off my YKK
The president a (fuck off)
for a JFK, all we got was KKK
AKA AK that you target not from Target but Walmart
Then it's
Fuck them boys no KY with this SK leave DOA
AR in the ER its the state of of every state
Say your grace you better

[Verse 4: A$AP Rocky & J]
Guns the butter, guns for my brother
Came from the gutter, cocaine in the
Raise a box cutter, play
Paint in the hummer, skate wit' mother

Juicy J]
"The of the matter she blow out the frizzame
I me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain
The fact of the she blow out the frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm brizzain
The fact of the she blow out the frizzame
I keep me some so I'm gettin brizzain
The fact of the matter she blow out the
I keep me some powder so I'm brizzain"

Juicy J]
What's butter?
The gun or the
You me?
You understand I'm sayin'?
What's butter?
What's really
What's really
Guns, you can get that