A$AP Rocky by J Leaf Lyrics
[Intro]
(It's your choice, Life, or Death)
Yea yea
[Chorus x2]
Braids like A$AP Rocky
Pullup on ya bitch she gimme toppy
Wheelie on the Kawasaki
Pullup on ya bitch she call me papi
[Verse 1: J Leaf]
Everyday, everyday
Say wassup to your bae, ey
This is prime time, sippin' fine whine
You just tryna flex up on your timeline
J 1s, J 3s, hit a three like KD
A1s, Bape 3s, living young like JD
Max B, max steez, sold that shit on Canal Street
Holy ghost, holy moly
I'm a patrimony, keep it passive on me
Here's my testimony, I'm a stoney
Astonished fact, we a matrimony huh
Goddamn I just need a plan
Straighten things so I could be the man, yea
I'm a brand new guy, on a brand new high
Pullup with that beef if you really wan' die
If you really wan' die, huh
Inhabit the sky, & reach your demise
Ain't here for no prize
I'm here with the pride
I'm rocking that Prada
Bitch I'm a prince, my chick is not Jada
No motivation so bitch I be proud of me
Smoke dope on the stage for the crowd to see, I'm me
You're not entirely
Oblivious like an apostrophy
Sorry these bars are catastrophy
My wrist, glissin' Patek Philippe
And she, want me for days & weeks
I need, you to go check my seat & be
Cautious in ways to breathe, yea
[Bridge x8]
Bitches on me like Flacko!
[Verse 2: Paperboii]
I be countin' all these fucking racks
Pablo movin' all these fucking packs
Gucci green red shit, lookin' like some Apple Jacks
Niggas, I be speaking facts
Me & Leaf we poppin' tag
Big drip, big swag
Designer all on my bag
In the foreign yea I do the dash
200 nigga I will never crash
Steve Nash, yea I do the pass
John Wick, yea I let it bast
[Chorus]
Braids like A$AP Rocky
Pullup on ya bitch she gimme toppy
Wheelie on the Kawasaki
Pullup on ya bitch she call me papi
(It's your choice, Life, or Death)
Yea yea
[Chorus x2]
Braids like A$AP Rocky
Pullup on ya bitch she gimme toppy
Wheelie on the Kawasaki
Pullup on ya bitch she call me papi
[Verse 1: J Leaf]
Everyday, everyday
Say wassup to your bae, ey
This is prime time, sippin' fine whine
You just tryna flex up on your timeline
J 1s, J 3s, hit a three like KD
A1s, Bape 3s, living young like JD
Max B, max steez, sold that shit on Canal Street
Holy ghost, holy moly
I'm a patrimony, keep it passive on me
Here's my testimony, I'm a stoney
Astonished fact, we a matrimony huh
Goddamn I just need a plan
Straighten things so I could be the man, yea
I'm a brand new guy, on a brand new high
Pullup with that beef if you really wan' die
If you really wan' die, huh
Inhabit the sky, & reach your demise
Ain't here for no prize
I'm here with the pride
I'm rocking that Prada
Bitch I'm a prince, my chick is not Jada
No motivation so bitch I be proud of me
Smoke dope on the stage for the crowd to see, I'm me
You're not entirely
Oblivious like an apostrophy
Sorry these bars are catastrophy
My wrist, glissin' Patek Philippe
And she, want me for days & weeks
I need, you to go check my seat & be
Cautious in ways to breathe, yea
[Bridge x8]
Bitches on me like Flacko!
[Verse 2: Paperboii]
I be countin' all these fucking racks
Pablo movin' all these fucking packs
Gucci green red shit, lookin' like some Apple Jacks
Niggas, I be speaking facts
Me & Leaf we poppin' tag
Big drip, big swag
Designer all on my bag
In the foreign yea I do the dash
200 nigga I will never crash
Steve Nash, yea I do the pass
John Wick, yea I let it bast
[Chorus]
Braids like A$AP Rocky
Pullup on ya bitch she gimme toppy
Wheelie on the Kawasaki
Pullup on ya bitch she call me papi