[Chorus: A$AP Nast]
Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (No)
To none of you, rappers are actors
I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (No, yuh, yuh, ayy)
Fuck out my face (Face, fuck out my face)
Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank
Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (Bling blaww-blaww)
Yuh, we smoked out, my bitch is so bad
I had to go buy her a mink, whew (Mink, ayy)
Fuck what you think, yuh (Fuck what you, fuck what you think)
Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring
[Verse 1: A$AP Ant]
My diamond's shinin', yours cloudy
Diamond's ice, play hockey
Lean got me feelin' drowsy
Stripper bitch, she work at Follies
Meet me at the hotel lobby
Air Max, runnin' to the money
You ain't takin' nothin' from me
And I'm gon' die 'bout it
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
(Focus...)
From demons, distractions
To all the reactions of fame
She probably collapse, and a heart of attack
And I'm blowin' a kiss on the way
Production big, can't fit on a stage
Too many fans to fit in the crowd
Too many bands to get 'em on stage
His crew and his mans is with him on stage
I say in advance, so pay in advance
I'm way too advanced to figure him out
I set the bar, don't give 'em a break
The bar's too high to give it a raise
A flow, like God, so give him a raise
Stones I got, I get 'em appraised
Draw my Glock and get him erased
Flow you got, I give it away
Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (No)
To none of you, rappers are actors
I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (No, yuh, yuh, ayy)
Fuck out my face (Face, fuck out my face)
Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank
Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (Bling blaww-blaww)
Yuh, we smoked out, my bitch is so bad
I had to go buy her a mink, whew (Mink, ayy)
Fuck what you think, yuh (Fuck what you, fuck what you think)
Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring
[Verse 1: A$AP Ant]
My diamond's shinin', yours cloudy
Diamond's ice, play hockey
Lean got me feelin' drowsy
Stripper bitch, she work at Follies
Meet me at the hotel lobby
Air Max, runnin' to the money
You ain't takin' nothin' from me
And I'm gon' die 'bout it
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
(Focus...)
From demons, distractions
To all the reactions of fame
She probably collapse, and a heart of attack
And I'm blowin' a kiss on the way
Production big, can't fit on a stage
Too many fans to fit in the crowd
Too many bands to get 'em on stage
His crew and his mans is with him on stage
I say in advance, so pay in advance
I'm way too advanced to figure him out
I set the bar, don't give 'em a break
The bar's too high to give it a raise
A flow, like God, so give him a raise
Stones I got, I get 'em appraised
Draw my Glock and get him erased
Flow you got, I give it away
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