Ms Lyrics - Singles - Asap Rocky

[Verse 1] 

What's this I see?, niggas tryna act like G's 

Got A$AP, got Fergy with me 

It's a new day, no Black Eyed Peas 

That's that shit, mhm mhm, yeah, that's that shit 

(You ain't got no Flacko in your Serato?) 

Mothafucka better flash that shit 

Niggas drink quarts of the Clicquot 

Bitches sniff raw of the kilos 

Flacko makes sales of the flico 

She knows, went to ATL for my C-Note 

'Member, I ain't ever have no home 

Now I got a penthouse and a beach home 

Back when I was rockin' least (2 Chainz!!!) 

I was trappin' off at least like three phones 

Me and Yams made the plan 

Then I paid myself and I gave myself advance 

Way before I became myself 

I'd like to thank myself because I made myself the man 

It's like lately I ain't myself 

I'd rather hang myself before I play myself 

I tell her, "throw on the dress with the pinstripes" 

Know the one that fit the booty all skin tight, that's right 

Yeah, you that shit, mhm, mhm, yeah, move that shit 

Frontin' like you did it for the fellas 

Get all the bitches jealous when you do that shit 

But my neck is gold, the rest is froze 

Sex and hoes, best of both 

Girls and girls, perpetual 

Sippin' slow, Texas throwed 

Comma, I'm about decimals 

Chill and get faded 

I'm surprised that we made it 

Young niggas know the sky's the limit 

All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded 

Chill and get faded 

Shit, I'm surprised that we made it 

Nowadays stress overrated 

All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded 

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[Pre-Hook] 

I wanna see you take it all off 

And she just wanna make it harder 

And we just end up taking longer 

Can't impress with them diamonds though, them diamonds 

[Hook] 

Talkin' about M's 

Talkin' bout M's, nigga, M's 

Make 'em talk about, make 'em talk about M's 

Nigga, talkin' bout M's 

Nigga, talkin' bout M's 

Nigga, talkin' bout M's 

Make 'em talk about, talkin' bout M's, nigga 

Talkin' bout M's 

[Verse 2] 

It's like lately all I seem to think about is M's, nigga 

Talkin' 'bout M's 

See the same thing all up in my bank account 

M's, nigga, talkin' 'bout M's 

And my YouTube account say the same amount 

M's, nigga, talkin' 'bout M's 

Finna go in, go ham like Em 

Flacko do him, tell them worry 'bout them 

But I don't even trip though 

Bruh bruh, yeah I'm really with the shits though 

My my, I get hypnotized when them hips go by 

Those tits, those thighs (right) 

You that shit mhm, mhm, yeah, do that shit 

Do it like you got a point to prove to any chick 

Any dudes that you that bitch 

[Pre-Hook] + [Hook x2]