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[Intro: A$AP Rocky]

Fuck niggas gon' multiply

'Fore the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply

'Fore the real niggas live, fuck niggas won't multiply

Fuck niggas won't multiply, fuck niggas won't multiply

Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

[Interlude 1: Juicy J]

Yeah nigga, it's your boy Juicy J. Man, you gotta watch out for these old backstabbin', broke ass, you know what I'm sayin', jealous hatin' ass niggas out here man, you know what I'm sayin', man these niggas ain't no real niggas man, know what I'm sayin'? Man these niggas be smilin' in your face

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]

Back in the buildin', sold crack in the livin' room

Niggas toe-tagged, sold gats for a livin'

Doo rag, keep a red or blue flag in the denim

One you be with be the one to shoot at ya in a minute

Come to Harlem if you never seen Baghdad

First place I seen a nigga sell crack at

Where the hustlers don't sleep, take cat naps

Shorty with the shotty limpin' like he got a bad back, back back

Even in my will, keep it real, thuggin' in my field

'Til the day I peel, keep it trill, anything I feel

Youngins trained to kill, aimin', bangin' steel and slangin' krill

She shake it all for Satan just to paint her nails and pay her bills

I ain't really fuckin' with that Been Trill

Swear them niggas booty like Tip Drill

Nah I ain't really into throwin' shots

But these mothafuckas better give me my props, word to Pac

We're the reason that these niggas gettin' throwed

Reason why you niggas wearin' gold

Jail pose in the pictures, prayin' fingers to your nose

I remember, if Pimp was alive he'd tell these hoes and these niggas

[Hook: A$AP Rocky]

Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel

Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel

Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel

Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I…

When the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply

When the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply

When all the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply

But if the real niggas live, fuck niggas won't multiply

[Interlude 2: A$AP Rocky]

I'm the original Balmain badass, nigga

I'm the original Margiela madman, in the words of A$AP Yams

Smack the shit out a nigga in these skinny pants, feel me?

Don't get it fucked up, nigga, we been jiggy, been pretty

Still tell a bitch suck my dick, swag swag nigga

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]

Fuck with a nigga like me, RIP my nigga Pimp C

HBA shit is weak, you can keep that

Shit, I might fuck around and bring the Jeep back

No doors on it, flexin' with the seat back

B-Boy with the G pack, might fuck around and bring the mink back

Word to Big Boi and 3 Stacks, nigga

If you deaf bring the beat back, nigga

Fuck with a nigga like me, RIP my nigga Pimp C

HBA shit is weak, you can keep that

I'm a trend setter, you ain't even peep that

Where the hoes, where the weed, where the cheese at?

Fuck the FCC, tell 'em bleep that

(We ain't no fashion killas nigga, we fashionable killas

Ya'll got Flacko fucked up)

[Beat switch]

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]

I'm the motherfuckin' Lord of this fashion shit

Don't I deserve just to brag a bit?

Set the blueprint, fuck your two cents

Number 1 stunner, ask Tumblr if I'm accurate

My motherfuckin' swag is immaculate

Plus I got enough style just to mack your bitch

I think back to when pockets packin lint

It's like a nigga got rich on accident

Now back to Pimp, bitches lie, killers never lie

Triggers on the side by side, bet I'm down to ride

Prosper said let's ride to the sky, call it catastrophic

We don't ever die, we just multiply, bitch

[Outro: Juicy J]

Fake ass niggas, you know what I'm sayin'? These niggas be out here talkin' 'bout they a street nigga and shit, man niggas be gettin' extorted like a mothafucka out here man, you know what I'm sayin'?

[Intro]

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild

Look upon his little child

Pity my simplicity

Allow me to come to thee

Lord Jesus forgive me for my sins

Make sure that you take care of my family, my mom

God bless my dad

Look over me and my niggas, Amen

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]

A$AP murder clan, ride with the mob

Twinkle in the eye cuz you ridin with a star

Rebel all black and we dyin' for the cause

Keep your hands down when you talkin' to a boss

See Lou Banga ridin' in a Porsche

Bet that nigga teeth look better than yours

All gold slugs and I don't need to floss

Young Trap Lord, might die on a cross

Gold link chain swing down to my balls

Bout to rule the world, gettin' signs from the Lord

Lord say "Ferg, damn you my boy

Wanna be on top? Nigga, it's your choice"

I don't give a fuck, I'mma ride with my niggas

Right on the block, gettin' high with my niggas

High to the sky, puff lye with my niggas

Drunk drive with my niggas, I'mma die for my niggas, uh

[Hook]

I'mma ride for my niggas

Tote crime for my niggas

Pull a 9 for my niggas

Drunk drive with my niggas

Get high with my niggas, uh

Provide for my niggas

Get high with my niggas

Puff loud with my niggas

To the sky with my niggas

I'mma die for my niggas (x2)

[Verse 2]

Get in your skin, like a dermatologist

Bunch of dirty niggas who ain't never been to colleges

Fuck your hypothesis, I be on that rider shit

Bang him over the head, I bet that shit'll silence him

Margiela stallion, bitches be Italian

God pray for me, I know my daddy smiling and

I'm gon make you proud, save me a cloud and when

I make it to heaven you'll be by my side again

Bless all my violent friends, they don't know right

All they know struggle pain all of their life

Washing down pain with that purple and Sprite

Murder death kill nigga fuck your side

Uh, cause D Ferg got the fuckin' toast

Uh, cause A$AP fuckin' do the most

Uh, with the 9 in my 40 Belows

Ridin' to the club with a snub nose

[Hook]

[Outro]

Our Father who art is in heaven, hallowed be thy name. A$AP. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on Earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive them that trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil for thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory

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>>3898

>>3953

[Intro: Hodgy]

I fucked this flow

[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]

This is my electronic press kit, I hot as some fresh shit

Nigga recollect bitch, grow grey hairs, don't stress it

I text message, messages to fuckin' estrogen

She lets me in, I sex her then she sexier than my leather vans

Cause I never am purchasing, reimbursing your courtesy

Put your body on the curb to work the street, I hearse the streets

Heard she sweet, she Hershey's sweet but me I'm extravagant

Hop on the bandwagon kid, I'm about to tell you some tragic shit

The love is lost and the drugs they cost, in the studio mixing raw

Bitches shit in my drawers like you piss in my drawers

Nigga my dick's in her jaw

I'm Wes Snipes with lead pipes, don't dabble with the apple

Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into Snapple

Fuck the pick of the raffle, king of the castle

Nigga, Genghis Khan mansion, we the Marilyn Manson

Making money in the present, it be safe for my grandsons

African drums for when the champ come, bitch

[Verse 2: Domo Genesis]

Suicide watch nigga, kill yourself

Opposition who? Nigga reveal yourself

How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself?

Splinter Cell creeping in this bitch, you couldn't feel the stealth

Wolves are prowling, hunger at its fucking best

I'm a beast like the gorilla head that is on my chest

Please let me flex, I'm going off I need some fuckin' bread

Drugs are green, my bitches white and tonight I need fuckin' head

Excuse our swag, I'm tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig

Fresh to death then I guess we looking like the living dead

Oh shit, yo bitch, look at how I'm doing you

Bitches on my dick but look at me I'm fucking beautiful

Niggas tryna figure out, but all I hear in my interviews

Is why this so cool? You niggas are so unusual

Wolf Gang, point me to a nigga I should prove it to

Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula hoops

[Bridge: Hodgy Beats]

The fortress is fortified (bitch)

Money in my pockets like I'm 45, Hodgy Beats recording live

Bitch I be surely high and I don't need wings to fly

I'm the air with the pigs, Left Brain, Domo Genesis

[Verse 3: Tyler the Creator]

Knock-knock, who's there? It's me

Your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my dick (What?)

I killed that pussy and grabbed that knife

Now I got real authentic cheetah print shit (Nigga, you're a liar)

Nigga don't believe me, kiss your lady

And boy, you're gonna get them heebie jeebies?

Nigga my dick stay way disease-y, I make it look easy

51-50, I'm off the Heezy, you ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy?

(5 albums, 100 songs, and you ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy?

I bet you got some J-Kwon, you ain't got no fuckin Yeezy?)

Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez, I'm fuckin' Looney

See these girls talkin' all that shit (What?)

I'm just tryna see some tits (What?)

Let's get it poppin' like, MC Lyte, around some dykes

I'm, out this bitch like hocus pocus

And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles

And met up with some bitches, gave 'em cum on their dimples

Then my dick went limp so, took about 3 pills of Extenzo

Now my dick's longer than a 5 door limo

Harder than a soft right hook from kimbo on PCP and cilantro

When I'm with your bitch I'm like, "Where my dick go?"

Now she think I'm 'bout to eat her whole

Enchilada, I gotta lotta that 'Preme and I'm paying nada

It seems that I'm product placement but I'm not I'm just fuckin' awesome

Yo mama look like a ugly (Fuck you) loser

>>3952

[Verse 1]

Went to Six Flags, six fags came up

And said "Ayo! Can we get a pic?" I said no

And they said "Oh! It's Wolf Gang, Yonkers, Goblin is my shit though"

Now I'm like, fuck, I don't want to be an asshole

So I'm sitting there posing with Travis, Devon

With a fake smile like her titties was drawing it on

So fucking annoyed cause I missed Goliath

Cause some kid said I was there, then they caused a riot

Now I'm surrounded by a 25 hound of fuckers tryna get a photo

All because they noticed the top with the box logo

And them fucking ears, guarantee they didn't even hear "Bastard"

They bandwagon-jumped me from a pogo

I'm going fucking loco, "Hey, Tyler, can I…?"

No, bitch, don't you see me tryna buy a fucking churro?

[Verse 2]

"But Tyler, you're my hero, I used to get bullied

Until I heard "Radicals," the last part got to me

See, I used to give a fuck until my cock would bleed

Now I'm the happiest I think I'll ever ever be

My life is just like yours, no father

My momma must have forgot to stop with a popped condom

In school I was the one thinking outside boxes

So everybody in them would say that I got problems

So when I heard you say it, I said it back like fuck 'em

You're an inspiration to niggas like me

Not the niggas who like you just cause of lyrics and beats

I'm talking 'bout the niggas who don't know where they're going to be

I heard the song "Bastard" right in the moment of heat

Not in summer, but of course I was holding a heat

Gun on the edge of my feet, I heard that first piano chord

And it drew me in like predators carrying treats

Then I said to myself, fuck, is he speaking to me?

See, me and you, we go together like snare and a beat

I mean snare and a kick drum, see my forearm?

I carved OF on it this morning with a glass shard

On my green miniramp that I built in my backyard (That's weird)

That's hard, that scar from playing air guitar

When I see you play at the Roxy (Uhh)

Tyler, I love you, I wanna be just like you (Alright)

I think about your face and I don't even fucking try to (No homo)

Wish I had a basement meant for me to hide you

We could play X-Box and listen to "In Search Of…" and eat donuts

Over conversating bout what church does

Come up with weird-ass videos with roach bugs

I'm straight edge too, so no drugs on this trip

And Raquel that bitch, you should've killed that bitch

You should've took me instead (Uhh, that's weird)

See, if you can't have her then he shouldn't neither

And if I can't have you then she shouldn't either

No one should see you, but me in your t-shirt

I worship you until the fucking wrinkles on my knees hurt (What the fuck)

Odd Future, Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, Flog Gnaw, free Earl mobbing

I know it seems like just I'm slobbing on your knob

But I'm just a fan and I ain't losing my fucking noggin (Yeah, you are)

I ain't got a job and I went out and bought Goblin about 5 times

Cause (Thanks for the support) I love you man (Alright)

I like tie-dyed tees or just plain white tees

I like pants that's cut, I like words like "fuck"

I got your pics on my wall with the mouth cut out

Now paper cuts on my balls because your dick's in my jaw (What the fuck)

And I hit you on Twitter about 10 minutes a day

And now I'm bitter cause you dont even reply with a hey (Sorry)

And my boys think I'm gay cause I play "VCR"

In my car all alone speakers waking up neighbors…"

[Verse 3]

All right, my nigga, calm down, it's getting weird, take this pic

So I can get on Colossus, line as slow as molasses

(Tyler, listen) No, nigga, I see you're loving my shit

And I appreciate the fact that you would suck on my dick

But I'm not gay so it's awkward, now I'm grouchy like Oscar

After spilling some shit on his newest pair of beige Dockers

"Yonkers" and "Yonkers" (I love that song) Sick of hearing about "Yonkers"

I'm grateful that it worked, I attacked and I conquered

"Yeah whatever but I had a fucking blast at that concert

I was at the Boston one, I got a t-shirt from Sagan

The one that say "Sagan Lockhart" and when you came out to "Sandwitches"

That's when my fucking boycrush got started"

[Outro]

Just take this fucking picture man, shit…