2013 BET Hip Hop Awards - A$AP Mob Cypher A$AP Mob (Ft. A$AP ANT, A$AP Ferg, A$AP Mob, A$AP NAST, A$AP Rocky & A$AP Twelvyy)
[Chorus]
My yute, dem boys, dem a flex
Clap with the nine, better aim for your chest (Lawd)
My yute, dem boys, dem a flex
Clap with the nine, better aim for your chest (Lawd)
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
It ah ring? It ah ring
A little Fergenstein with a little Shabba Ranks
A train of Jamaican girls that love the Cuban links
Got 'em wining like Lil Kim in bikini minks
No Limit soldier with a bunch of little tanks
Hit 'em where it hurts, make them dudes feel the pain
Blood stain on what remains for two gold chains
White gold on my gums like cocaine
'Rari and Jaguar switching four lanes
Top down screaming out, "Money ain't a thang"
[Chorus]
My yute, dem boys, dem a flex
Clap with the nine, better aim for your chest (Lawd)
My yute, dem boys, dem a flex
Clap with the nine, better aim for your chest (Lawd)
[Verse 2: A$AP Twelvyy]
I bet the lord never worries, couple niggas buried
See the good die young, gun shots then it's bury
So I'm off in a hurry, I ain't forcing no jury
To convince me, trill shit, I'm trying to stay big free
Got a budget for the lawyer, risk my freedom on the corner
It ain't worth it, making history is more important
My thoughts are soaring, smoking power, Mighty Morphin
Trip to Fiji in the morning, getting jiggy with a foreign
Look I just finished touring, Worldwide residential
It all started with a pencil, now my suite presidential
Laid up with a bad chick, that never had shit
Hold diamonds and guns, you think I'm mad rich
My yute, dem boys, dem a flex
Clap with the nine, better aim for your chest (Lawd)
My yute, dem boys, dem a flex
Clap with the nine, better aim for your chest (Lawd)
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
It ah ring? It ah ring
A little Fergenstein with a little Shabba Ranks
A train of Jamaican girls that love the Cuban links
Got 'em wining like Lil Kim in bikini minks
No Limit soldier with a bunch of little tanks
Hit 'em where it hurts, make them dudes feel the pain
Blood stain on what remains for two gold chains
White gold on my gums like cocaine
'Rari and Jaguar switching four lanes
Top down screaming out, "Money ain't a thang"
[Chorus]
My yute, dem boys, dem a flex
Clap with the nine, better aim for your chest (Lawd)
My yute, dem boys, dem a flex
Clap with the nine, better aim for your chest (Lawd)
[Verse 2: A$AP Twelvyy]
I bet the lord never worries, couple niggas buried
See the good die young, gun shots then it's bury
So I'm off in a hurry, I ain't forcing no jury
To convince me, trill shit, I'm trying to stay big free
Got a budget for the lawyer, risk my freedom on the corner
It ain't worth it, making history is more important
My thoughts are soaring, smoking power, Mighty Morphin
Trip to Fiji in the morning, getting jiggy with a foreign
Look I just finished touring, Worldwide residential
It all started with a pencil, now my suite presidential
Laid up with a bad chick, that never had shit
Hold diamonds and guns, you think I'm mad rich
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