Okay, Okay, Okay, Okay, Okay
Okay, ′kay, 'kay, ′kay, 'kay, 'kay, ′kay, ′kay, 'kay, ′kay, 'kay, Okay
A$AP Rocky, NiggaPretty Flacko, Nigga
A$AP Shit, Nigga

I Just Want My Credit Like I′m Soulja
Camo Like Rambo, Big Draco 'cross The Shoulder
I′m Fine-tuned On ITunes If You Shuffle
Test The Boy Le Suess Like I Came To Tune Your Motor
Motherfuck A Mumble Rapper, I'd Rather Be A Mogul
Million Dollar Market Deals Closin' On My Mobile
Keep The Grass Cut, Got A Phobia For Cobra
Usually Low-key, Fuck The World When I′m Vulgar

Man, I Used To Listen To That Nigga When I Was Younger
Found Out He′s A Poser When I Got A Lil' Older
My Bitch Used To Model For The Vogue, But She Older
(A Truce And A Foe), Sittin′ 'round Watchin′ Poker
No Buns In The Oven, Or Babies In The Stroller
Just Guns In The Cupboard, And Some Ladies Comin' Over
See I′m A Pretty Boy, Manicures With The Rollers
And Babushkas On The Head, Like Grandmothers And The Roman
Some Women Throw Me Bras, Some Women Throw Me Roses
Might Even Flash A Titty While She On Her Nigga Shoulders

They Goin' Crazy At My Shows, She Passed Out If I Noticed Her
(Yeah, We In The Buildin' ′til The Shit Is For Foreclosure)
Yeah, We Not The Same, I Ain′t Tryna Play It Like A Lame Nigga
Switch A Gang, Switch The Beat, Like The Track That's Playin′ (that's Playin′)

Ayo (woo, Woo)
Bitch, I Called You A Uber, And That's The Only Way I′m Giving You Payback (yeah)
My Shit Nasty Like That One Nigga From A$AP
Been Ill Since I Was 12, Was Rocky But Ended Swell
Now Say Tyler, Watch These Motherfuckers Start Ringing Bells (ding-dong)
'Cause I Spit Fire, And Shit Cold, This Shit So Mean, Nice Rocks And I Get Stones
This Shit So Clean And Bright, Bold (yeah), The Gold Got A Grip Hold
All These Lucky Charms Like A Thick Bowl, The Diamonds All Appraised (nigga), Yeah

Y'all Go To Avianne And Y′all Get A Lease In That Bitch
My Earlobes Got Them Yellow Boogers Like I Sneezed In That Bitch (Achoo)
Your 808s Is Dry, You Need To Put Some Grease In That Bitch And Let It Sit, Nigga
Fuck What You Heard And Fuck Rap, I Make A Living Off That Four-letter Word (GOLF)
One-stop Shop, Nigga, Just To Sell Them Shoes
The Profit Margins Lookin′ Higher Than Them Airplane Views
Y'all Getting Fucked In Your Deals, And They Share That Lube
I Push The Cum-colored Beamer And The Inside Blue (skrrt)
I Push An Elon Too, And The 675, The Long Tail, Like The Mane That′s On A$AP Lou
Whips, Whips, Whips, Whips, Kunta Started A Fight

The 720 Ordered, And I Still Go Ride Me A Bike
But Don't Follow In Yours (nah), Vill Behind Me In Sight (yeah)
My Niggas Strictly Like 9s, Like Young Mike And His Type (pew-pew)
Rip, You Better Zip That Lip And Zip Up Quick
And Shit, He′d Probably Suck My Dick Then Kiss His Bitch (mwah)
It's Two Sides To Each Coin, I Call Heads (heads)
Been Countin′ So Much Goddamn Coin, My Palm Red (uh)
I Spend It On Some Books And Some Diamonds That Shed Light
And Them Hoes Shine Just Like The Top Of A Bald Head, Nigga

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, Yeah