​r - Cali A$AP Rocky (Ft. A$ton Matthews & Joey Fatts)

[Intro]
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, wooh!

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Niggas pistol-poppin' like it's 1999
I was nine, maybe ten, then again, never mind
Press rewind, back in time
Before rappers droppin' dimes
Trap or die, choppin' pies
With clichés all in they rhymes

[Chorus 1: A$AP Rocky]
Now it's Gucci, Prada and anything designer
Money, power, the whole enchilada
Commas, dollas, the greens and the guava (Oh)
They serve you to your flocka
If you disrespect that blocka, blocka

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Choppas on eavesdroppers
Fuck these choppas, I'm about it
Grindin' like 2Pac or Biggie Poppa
Yeah, you outer, but I'm hotter
Car jackin', pistol-packin'
Mothafuckin' choppers clappin'
Metal jacket, automatic magazines, head-on traffic
Fenders smashin', windows crashin'
Pants saggin', fuck your fashion
Yeah, a nigga run Manhattan
Back in Cali's where it happen