One time for ASAP, yeah, let's go What's this I see? Niggas tryna act like G's Got ASAP, got Fergie with me It's a new day, no black, I peace That's that shit, mm-hmm, mm-hmm Yeah, that's that shit You ain't got no flock on me, y'all surrender? Motherfucker better blast that shit Niggas drip coke to the Glico Bitches sniff raw tequilos Block gon' make sales of the Brico Sheet note, went to ATL for my C-note Remember I ain't ever have no home Now I got a penthouse and a beach home Back when I rock at least I was trappin' off at least, like, three phones Me and Yens made a plan, then I paid myself And I gave myself advance Way before I became myself I like to thank myself Because I made myself the man It's like lately I ain't myself I'd rather hang myself before I play myself I tell her, throw on a dress with the pinstripes Know the one to fit the booty or skin tight, that's right Yeah, you that shit, mm-hmm, mm-hmm Yeah, move that shit Frontin' like you did it for the fellas Get all the bitches jealous when you do that shit But my neck is gold, the rest is froze Sex and hoes, best of both Girls are gross, perpetual, sippin' slow Texts is dope, comma, I'm about decimals Chill and get faded I'm surprised that we made it Young niggas know the sky's the limit All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded Chill and get faded Shit, I'm surprised that we made it Nowadays, stress overrated All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded I wanna see her take it all off And she just wanna make it harder And we just end up takin' longer Can't impress her with them diamonds, though Them diamonds Talkin' bout ems, talkin' bout ems, nigga, ems Make her talk about, make her talk about ems, nigga Talkin' bout ems, nigga, talkin' bout ems, nigga Talkin' bout ems, make her talk about, talk about ems, nigga Talkin' bout ems, it's like lately all I ever seem to think about is ems, nigga Talkin' bout ems, see the same thing all up in my bank account Ems, nigga, talkin' bout ems In my YouTube account, see the same amount Ems, nigga, talkin' bout ems Money top and dogs bark I got a pocket full of stones in my stone porch Lambo, brand new Lambo With tiger stripes on it, call that bitch a golf cart I'm out ya, I'm so out ya I swear, niggas have no idea I swear, niggas better wear a ride, yeah Cause I appear and pow loud and clear, give em diamonds Oh, I re-up tonight, I'ma be up tonight Cookin' the key up tonight Niggas D up, I slide to the right Throw a three up in time, put a B up, let's fight Don't get beat up tonight Feed up in my European night Ride with me, heat up inside Kill you and your dog, then go put on a shirt That say Peter for life, like you sneeze, you untight You got beef, I got white You got beef, I got white I got green, I got white I got pink, I got pinks I got lean, I got ice I got needles and pipes I got clean, I got ripe I got mean, I got nice That's that Tina and I Got on lean on the price I don't cheat on the price Try to cheat on the dice You get beat on the spot I get keys on the spot And I keep it on lock And I keep it off safe What you keep in your safe? It's what I spent on my watch And I wave it like mace Bout to redo the face Get a C through AK I eat seafood and steak But girl, I'ma treat you like cake Till I get a sweet tutu thing But wait, let's talk about M's Not about them I love my BM's I love my YM Ain't no more CM Let's pluck out the stems Let's fuck like a nymph She walk out, she limp It's dark and we dim Yeah, we dim Niggas hack up and hem Niggas back up and skim See that we strapped up We cap up your rim, nigga Fill my cup up to the rim, nigga