ASAP Rocky - M'$ Lyrics
[Intro: Lil Wayne]One time for A$AP YamsLet's go[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]What's this I see? Niggas tryna act like G'sGot A$AP, got Fergy with meIt's a new day, no Black Eyed PeasThat's that shit, mhm, mhm, yeah, that's that shit(You ain't got no Flacko in your Serato?)Motha*****a better blast that shitNiggas drink quarts of the Clicquot*****es sniff raw of the kilosFlacko makes sales of the pericoShe knows, went to ATL for my C-Note'Member, I ain't ever have no homeNow I got a penthouse and a beach homeBack when I was rockin' least (2 Chainz!!!)I was trappin' off at least like three phonesMe and Yams made the planThen I paid myself and I gave myself advanceWay before I became myselfI'd like to thank myself because I made myself the manIt's like lately I ain't myselfI'd rather hang myself before I play myselfI tell her, "throw on the dress with the pinstripes"Know the one that fit the booty all skin tight, that's rightYeah, you that shit, mhm, mhm, yeah, move that shitFrontin' like you did it for the fellasGet all the *****es jealous when you do that shitBut my neck is gold, the rest is frozeSex and hoes, best of bothGirls and girls, perpetualSippin' slow, Texas throwedComma, I'm about decimalsChill and get fadedI'm surprised that we made itYoung niggas know the sky's the limitAll I ever wanna do is chill and get shadedChill and get fadedShit, I'm surprised that we made itNowadays stress overratedAll I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded[Pre-Hook: A$AP Rocky]I wanna see you take it all offAnd she just wanna make it harderAnd we just end up takin' longerCan't impress with them diamonds though, them diamonds[Hook: A$AP Rocky]Talkin' about M'sTalkin' bout M's, nigga, M'sMake 'em talk about, make 'em talk about M'sNigga, talkin' bout M'sNigga, talkin' bout M'sNigga, talkin' bout M'sMake 'em talk about, talkin' bout M's, niggaTalkin' bout M's[Interlude: A$AP Rocky]It's like lately all I ever seem to think about is M's, niggaTalkin' 'bout M'sSee the same thing all up in my bank accountM's, nigga, talkin' 'bout M'sAnd my YouTube account say the same amountM's, nigga, talkin' 'bout M's[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]Money talk and dogs barkI got a pocket full of stones in my stonewashedLambo, brand new LamboWith tiger stripes on it call that ***** a golf cartI'm outchea, I'm so outchea, I swear niggas have no ideaI swear niggas better wear riot gearCause I appear and pow loud and clear give 'em diarrhea, ohI re-up tonight, I'mma be up tonight, cookin' a key up tonightNiggas de-up I slide to the right, throw up a three up in timePut a B up, let's fight, don't get beat up tonightFeet up in my European, I ride with me heater insideKill you and your dog then go put on a shirt that say PETA for lifeLike you sneeze you on tight, you got beef I got whiteYou got beef I got white, I got green, I got white, I got pinkI got pints, I got lean, I got ice, I got needles and pipesI got clean, I got right, I got mean, I got niceThat's that Tina and Ike, got on lean on her priceI don't cheat on her priceTry to cheat on the dice, you get beat on the spotI get keys on the spot and I keep it on lockAnd I keep it up safe, what you keep in your safe?S'what I spent on my watch and I wave it like Ma$eBout to redo the face, get a see-through AKI eat seafood and steakBut girl I'mma treat you like cake til I get a sweet tooth tooth acheBut wait let's talk about M's, not about themI love my BM's, I love my YM ain't no more CMLet's pluck out the stems, let's ***** like a nymphShe walk out, she limp, it's dark and we dim, yeahWe dem niggas, handcuffing him niggas back up and skim niggasSee that we strapped up we cap up your brim niggaFill my cup up to the rim nigga, Tunechi
