A$AP Ferg Feat. Denzel Curry & IDK - " Kristi YamaGucci" Lyrics
(Intro)
Aw lord infant, she got a flip phone
[?] infant, I been smoking
An choking and its so potent baby, we loftier baby
And you got the silvery Gucci by my human being Ferg, baby
You a giant infant, you steppin' on these n*gg*s' necks
Sometimes you gotta simply ease that left foot off baby
And then put your right human foot on the, on the top of them, baby
And asphyxiate them even harder
'Cause you's a dawg, yous's f*cking chimp, these are puppies baby
They can't f*ck with yous infant, lord
(Poesy 1)
Racks on racks on racks, Dapper Dan all on my back
Double Yard all on my cap, monogram on a Maybach
Testing that pu**y like Pap (snare)
Eating that b*tch from the back (aye)
Grumble rap all on that cat (yes)
[?] Yard makin' it clap
I'm 'bout to write here me a letter
Tell 'em I'm doing way meliorate
Manifestly Jane the song of the yr
I'm busy just chasing the lettuce
I'ma Calvin Klein model on billboards
I did a campaign with the fellas
Adidas done gave me another deal
And Hennessy too, they got cheddar (alright)
Shoot videos in the PJ'south and then I get hop on a PJ (yeah)
They sending me all these complimentary dress
Momma just put it on Ebay
I run the sh*t like a relay
n*gg*due south gon' accept to press replay
Let me say hi to my daddy for me [??]
(Interlude)
Goddamn, north*gg*
When information technology be raining outside n*gg*, you the umbrella
'Crusade that sh*t just bounce off you with that Gucci
God, n*gg* I'ma phone call you Kristi YamaGucci, babe
'Cause you simply all over the f*ckin' globe with this sh*t, baby
n*gg*s cannot touch you
(Verse 2)
Trench coat mob is a Go-Get Gadget
Y'all don't wanna meet a pretty scene get drastic
f*ckin' with nords, no Frodo Baggins
northward*gg*s bring your apparel to the screen like a fat b*tch
Even though my proper noun is Denzel, no actin'
Pap-pap, puttin' everything within a casket
Rail that, everything is gonna be a classic
Wrap that, put that b*tch within a purple lactic
When I'm rappin', got no hard-on, double tappin'
From a city built on coke and pistol packin'
Run into y'all flagging and they packin' what you lackin'
Accept you out and so they human activity like nothin' happen
Amnesia, got rid of the heater
Back in the hood where they blowin' on reefer
I constitute me the litre when you follow the leader
At present a north*gg* overseas where they checkin' my Visa, look
(Interlude)
Nah infant, what kinda flip phone you got?
Is that a nextel infant, Chirp baby
This n*gg* got a Boost, infant, what the f*ck
n*gg* you gotta step it upwardly
You need to get you a trap phone
Y'all need to get one of these f*ckin' Motorola's
northward*gg*south tin can't fifty-fifty track us, infant
(Verse 3)
Finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, dunk, yep
Ballin' on my enemies, I ain't even tying upwardly to punks
Imagine when I tie 'em up, yep
I milk shake 'em, they gon' demand a crutch, yeah
And I ain't talking groupie b*tches when I say they got their panties in a bunch
I'm talking n*gg*s, I ain't talking zilch
They own't talking figures, gotta be half-dozen, vii or ameliorate
Tryna get a firm, gotta get my staff of life upwards
Tryna stay on stride? you gon' take to footstep upwardly
Cruising in a Wraith, meet if they make a get up
Pull upwardly to the place, f*cked her when we met up
Yeah, I'one thousand getting buzz, but I never permit up
I ain't seen a doctor, but I got my bank check up, check upward, check up, check upward, cheque up
I'one thousand playing chess, you stuck on checkers
That's why your gang tin never check u.s.
They take your chain, and now yous neck-less
Check upwardly, cheque upward, check upward, check upward
I got a cheque on my watch (wait)
I'm losing track of time 'cause I don't hear tick or no tock (yeah)
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