lirik lagu a$ap ant - red dolphin
[intro: a$ap ant]
oh, let’s go, yeah
cash out, yeah
what? (drr~drr~drr)
dj nick exclusive
yeah (let’s go)
[verse 1: a$ap ant]
i told the b~tch to pop the perc’, i gave her half, no chasin’ (cash out)
we chillin’ at my crip, she wanna f~ck just like we dated (ooh)
i got a pistol in my hand, i spend the sh~t on racin’
i got a strippers, slanted eyes, i nickname her ”asian” (yeah)
new orleans créole seafood, i like it cajun (yeah)
i’m gettin’ money, different places, anyday occasion (woo)
any city they comin’ out, they shake my hand no doubt (doubt)
i’m michael phelps, thе chain sl!ck rick, no eye~patch (new)
a j~panеse, the fabric, soulfood, i love the cabbage (i love)
playin’ in the snow, fireplace, i’m in the cabin (ooh)
google maps tellin’ us that we in the aspen
fresh to death, i rock the prada, say i toe~tag him (yeah)
walk the carper like a ladder, huh, i need a jazz man (flex)
ramadan clisson body, yeah, you know i’m fastin’ (yeah)
yellow lambo, spongebob, wock pink patrick (yeah)
chris angels, penny hardaway, i make the magic (woo)
i told the b~tch to jump off the bridge, she loved me
the b~tch know police hunt, she can’t cuff me (cuff)
[verse 2: boldy james]
carbon 15 with carbon fibers, put a park to your dreads
hunnid rounds left on the scene, look like eight carton of eggs (where we at?)
don powell with your future (ayy)
red dot on your hair, it look like the skeer mark of buddha (pow~pow)
i’ma shark you with tuna
girlie tell me i’m rude (what else?), made her march in the pumas (uh~huh)
don’t give no f~ck or get your brother, a&r with the cooler
don’t want no smoke, y’all n~ggas vapin’, your whole life been fakin’
i get a brick and strip it naked, tryna see what it’s takin’ (uh~huh)
me bein’ a trapper is a hazard to my occupation (a lot worse)
breakdance the bag, nah, i can’t let ’em break my concentration (where we at?)
sn~tchin’, i bought a cust’ docks, all across the board (uh~huh)
i got like way too many hustles to be knockin’ yours
summertime met the orcas (skirt), ten different flocks of horse (uh~huh)
so many choppas in the spot, no need to lock the doors
splashin’ on your b~tch, like i bounced off the dabbin’ board
eight~hunnid for this college shirt, said b~tch high time you bought
what else?
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