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a$ap mob - what? what? lyrics

[intro: a$ap rocky]
what? what?
what? what?
f-ck you mean, what?
what? what?
what? what?
b-tch, is you deaf?
huh

[verse 1: a$ap rocky]
h-ll yeah my t–th glistenin’ (glistenin’)
h-ll yeah when i went to school, i was missin’ (missin’)
h-ll yeah i skipped prison
h-ll yeah i still don’t listen, listen (listen)
i’m the n-gga out here, gettin’ fresh like it’s christmas, listen
i’m the n-gga out here, and i got the homies twitchin’, listen
watch how i ride in the benzes, switchin’
lanes on these n-ggas, like big [?]
i don’t give a f-ck, get the motherf-ck, and we smoke n-gga like the incent, uh

[verse 2: a$ap ant & playboi carti]
in your b-tch dms like “what?” (what? what?)
she say i’m too much like “what?” (what? what? yup)
tracy mcgrady in the cuts (what? what?)
spend the money, no scrooge or mcduck (what? what? yup)
n-ggas don’t really do what we doin’ (what? what?)
you got it, when you seen us with it (what? what?)
need a check, [?] on them b-tches (what? what? yup)
you know it’s [?] the full seat tickets (what? what?)

[interlude: a$ap rocky]
what? what?
palace reeboks on my socks, what? what? what?
all of these b-tches gon’ jock, what?

[verse 3: a$ap twelvyy]
[?] in the cut (cut)
prezzi rollin’ up, addy pourin’ up (pourin’ up)
flacko jodye, what? (what?)
never gave a f-ck, playboy take it out
pull up in designer, smokin’ marijuana, count a thousand dollars
i’m a money-counter, drugs from over counters, i don’t f-ck with cows
all my n-ggas with me
all my b-tches pretty, all my b-tches jiggy
yeah, i run the city, yeah
count a hundred fifty, pyshco b-tches to the, yeah
i’m in magic city
do the famous dex, countin’ up a check, yeah
vvs baguettes
hoppin’ off a jet, a$ap we the best, yeah

[interlude: a$ap ferg]
yeah
turn me up, turn my vocals up
yeah, what?
yeah (that’s right)

[verse 4: a$ap ferg]
they finna call me fergy, know the deal
my pockets hunchback, swollen man
i f-ck a yellow rat like pikachu (yeah)
i’m finna catch ’em all like pokémon (pokémon)
walk up in the club, they notice me (yeah)
stack so big, i cannot fold or [?] (alright)
they wonder how i got these hoes on me (yeah)
i look like it’s from the motherland
rest in peace to the big homie yams
make karate with the frozen hands
on a pj and it flown to cannes
big wheels and versace, like kilograms (what?)
‘member we the k!lla man
pushin’ sls like a drug dealer man
’cause i’m about my skrilla man
underneath the traphouse like a [?]

[outro]
what? what?
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