[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
Uhh!
Know what I’m saying, pretty n¡ɡɡα ѕh¡t
Jiggy n¡ɡɡα ѕh¡t, n¡ɡɡα, (Uh) Flacko the ѕh¡t, n¡ɡɡα
Since day one n¡ɡɡα ѕh¡t, type ѕh¡t, n¡ɡɡα (Yeah)
Trill-real n¡ɡɡα ѕh¡t, in the field, n¡ɡɡα ѕh¡t (Uh)
I ain’t playing with these n¡ɡɡαѕ no more
I ain’t playing with these b¡tchєѕ no more
No, from now on, it’s rose gold and rubies and pearls everything
Everything, fμcκ is you talking ’bout man? (Uh)
Like, I don’t know, n¡ɡɡαѕ just didn’t catch the fμcκ¡ng trajectory (Uh-huh), Yeah!
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Ruby stones on my rosary, champagne rose in pink (Ha, ha)
Ring around this rosey, n¡ɡɡαѕ singing like they ROSALIÁ (Ha, huh?)
All black stones, black owned, like I’m Jodeci (Yeah)
Funny how I birthed so many sons with no ovaries (Yeah)
Still fμcκ 12, fμcκ Jake, 5-0, oh, still fμcκ 12, fμcκ Jake, 5-0
Ruby stones on my rosary, champagne gold, rose in pink
Ring around the rosey, singing like they ROSALIÁ
All black stones, black owned, b¡tch, I’m Jodeci (Yeah)
I done kept my foot on n¡ɡɡαѕ necks way before police
And it’s still fμcκ 12, 5-0, four and three, two
One time, coming up the street, here they come (Woo)
And I got a laundry list of b¡tchєѕ I can’t wait to see
And I got a laundry list of n¡ɡɡαѕ I can’t wait to see
Ruby stones on me like a rosary, champagne gold, rose in pink
Ring around the rosey
Ten man army, scared n¡ɡɡαѕ tryna crow with me
N¡ɡɡα want smoke with me, tell him, “Push up, Hercules”
Hercules, tell him push up, tell him pull up, thirty-three
My mind obliques, and I’m pushing, ambulance on the scene
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Ruby stones on, click your feet, you’re coming home with me
Take a load off, but baby, don’t be Dorothy
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Illest n¡ɡɡα alive, as a lil’ guy, very deprived (Uh)
Took it in striving conditions, where I shouldn’t survive
Now I ride windows down, with my foot on the side
Barely could drive, all the doors suicide
Like who dared me to die? (Uh)
You a dead man walking, like you barely alive
Cut everything but the family ties (That’s right)
Cut the ѕh¡t, cut the lies, word to the wise
Who in your top five? Haha (Fμcκ your top five)
I don’t get fresh to death, b¡tch, I’m buried alive
I heard dawg talking funny, like it’s Family Guy
Caring for n¡ɡɡαѕ like I’m Mary or Bob
Made a promise to God, you gotta strive when you marry the mob
They ain’t seen this drip since Rick The Ruler
They done forced my hand, my ѕh¡t is Rugers
We don’t wear Zara, ѕh¡t don’t suit us
Every time they throw stones, I take ’em to my jeweler
Ruby red rosary, skin looking coffee bean
Berries on the coca leaf, smoking on the potpourri
Navy Bentley, moccasins, never too close in reach (Reach)
Back home from overseas (Uh), jay stones, clover leaf
Emeralds like Dorothy, yellow bricks on the feet (Uh, uh)
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Ruby stones on, click your feet, you’re coming home with me
Take a load off, but baby, don’t be Dorothy
[Verse 3: J. Cole]
Hello, the world is tumbling down
I been chasing my piece of the ρμѕѕy
I just got the cookie, it’s crumbling now
I’m starting to think that judgement day
They talking ’bout’s coming around
Show money they throw up is starting to slow up
I bet that they humbling now
I’m wondering, I’m wondering
How a n¡ɡɡα gon’ stretch these millions
What happens when rapping no longer matters?
Can I still make a stack on my brilliance?
I don’t wanna go back to civilian status
I’m an addict for comfort and doing whatever I want to
Whenever I wanna, I promise myself I would never feel hunger again
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So I’m here with this pen, locking the fμcκ back in
I’m from a rough past, for a quick dollar
They ρορρing your hubcap rims, profit is just that slim
I was a rugrat when we had it the toughest
And I had a hunchback then
That I was special, I gotta move careful
‘Cuz n¡ɡɡαѕ ’round here they don’t wrestle
No reason to tussle, reach down with a pistol, was down
So put one in your freckles
He was talking that ѕh¡t, then he saw a lil’ stick
All of the sudden he feeling forgetful
Connecting to God, I’m a vessel
When they ask for the old, you ignore ’em
Going backwards is boring, b¡tch, and I’m not Michael Jordan
I don’t do the retro
Uh, ayy, tell ’em again like an echo
My n¡ɡɡαѕ ain’t Greek, they pledging the streets
They come through and kick in your backdoor
Used to cut through this b¡tch with my hat low
Now I ride through this b¡tch in the Batmobile
See something that’s ill, come flow through the ‘Ville
Ain’t too hard to tell who behind the wheel
[Outro: A$AP Rocky]
Live somewhere, I can live somewhere
At least somewhere, at least not like that there
Live somewhere, I can live somewhere
At least somewhere, at least not like that there
Ruby stones on me like a rosary, champagne gold, rose in pink
Ring around the rosey
