[Intro: ASAP Rocky]
Yo, A$AP here
We 'bout to kill a fucking game
You know who the fuck we are
You know my motherfucking name
I fucked your dame
And she bought me a chain
And a Range
And a pinky ring, that blinga, bling
And all my niggas here, they about to kill this shit
Whatchu say Nast?

[Verse 1: ASAP Nast]
Yo
I say hold up dawg
Nast in this bitch again sipping Hen
Staring at that white girl from michigan
She was with her friends, fat ass fly ho
I went in for the kill ASAP, pronto
Said wait boo, 'fore we hit ya condo
I got another friend wit me named Whitney from Chicago
Whitney love to model, I'm thinking Menage flow
The truck parked up front, the chevvy get Tahoe
Haters all in my face, can't see blindfold
Dons on my feet, blue-ripe bye folks
Nuttin on sucker niggas is what I was designed for
Dead fresh fresh 2 death, I shouldda' designed clothes
But I'm blessing these tracks, sick flow, swine flu
Ya'll ain't fucking with Nast I been nice, ya'll know
Haha, nigga that shit times two
I'm who ya bitches wanna kick it with, Kung Fu
Well what dawg what is you saying
Nast in this bitch, ho why's you playing
Like I won't slay this, stage, on some cage shit
Turn into a mayhem, beat tough, flow hurting
Cali Swag bitch snapback no jerking
Flows perfect, money in hands, hoes know this
Fast forward, past focus, I'm that on it
One of the best to do it, think not, bet on it
Giant Nast you be lumberjack paul bunyan
Hoes love it, never put none above it
Wanna hug me tightter than jeans ass sportin'
Carry coffin to cemeteries that very often
Sports fortune, matchboxes, its that awesome
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