ASAP Ferg - Lord lyrics

rate me

I ain't never had shit

Now I'm 'bout to piss, wouldn't throw it at her

Sherm got me high, get your ass in the shower

Took one pause, shit, told her it wasn't sour

Hit a double drum, shit getting louder, shit getting louder

Mulan bitch wanna fuck more hour

Start sucking dick, bitch, enough of the powder

Come fuck with this boogie nigga

Come fuck with this boogie nigga

High fashion consuming nigga

You flock with them booty niggas

‘Cause you fuck with them booty niggas

Now Fergie all up in your groupie, nigga

Reincarnation of Master Ferradi

Elijah Muhammad reside in my heart

Dissing up blow the size of my lord

Knowledge was born reside young lord

Tripping yourself is no vanishing lord

Study your scriptures and follow your god

Life in the trap I know times will get hard

I'll pick up your life, just abide by the lord

Abide by the lord

Abide by the lord

Abide by the lord

You gotta get it from a cherry, though

I don’t know if they can hear me, though

Thought you niggas ever bother tryina see me, I’m a criminal

Oh, lord, what’s he seen, the side of a scope

I’mma let it hit, I’mma sever all, I take it, wants to make it, sent it off

I’mma burry you motherfuckers without a coffin

We never taking the shorts, we never taking the losses

When I done it with my crew, Asap right here, we bosses

Anybody with a ball will kick, I’mma level my charge, I’m damn sure to make it stick

You must be looking to suffer, well I’mma make it quick

Got a train load of hish that’ll make you sick

I’m in it like a mob, quicker than a pandemic

Borne came original, now they get me, can you do the hail, yeah, they can dig it

While I’m sitting on my throne staring at you niggas

Tryina get it

… and the dishing I don’t give a fuck

It’s like on 86, a motherfucker play me like I’m cannabis

I’m ready for the battle like a Pegasus

I’m never gonna take it in, I know that I’mma break it in

…put that bacon in the lil’ bit …

Have anything to do, we selling every bite that they could smoke

I take a token, I’mma rig it in

…like a picket through the soul, like a picket through the soul

But I’m ricking like a reaper, rather keep it where they go

Straight to the drou, creeping and I’m peeping and I’m living in his home

Now they don’t really know

Licking, I’mma keep it, I’mma take it every foe

For the love of the money I gotta reap in what I saw

But I keep it what I know for the ending of the road

I gotta go, gotta go, when I get it on my nose

…I kinda live alone, out the box with a cock and crow

And a Glock and a bow

Dog, where you wanna blow to the clock

And the time they say it gonna fly

All y’all niggas did took a ….

Got them stuck in the grave

I’m on the grind four time now they wish to get paid

I let a housing motherfucker put a brush to the face

I cut the breaks, hit the stage, now they looking amazed

I went from cooking the yay to 100,000 dollars shows

Gotta book in the date and I’mma split it with my bros

Gotta get it, how we go, come here with the pros

No, I’m never gonna fold, I watch the bid here grow

If it ain’t about dough then it ain’t about jack

And I’mma take it like I want it, I ain’t giving it back

I get a single to stack then I get on attack

I’m like the Tasmanian devil, nigga, bigger than Shaq

Call the reaper, get the shovel, I’m a certified rebel

With a league of my own and that’s a whole ‘nother lever

Never free, I never settle, keep the pedal to the medal

And when them haters in my rearview, hello, hello

Burn, baby, let it burn, now it’s my turn

Knock a nigga into sense like a hundred thousand vials of sherm

Then I kill ‘em with 2000 words in 2 minutes

You never heard another nigga spit it like my niggas

You heard ‘em try to get with it but couldn’t

They the quicker, they the realest

Man, they think they can get with this

And I’m a out-rap them, but I’m never gonna be the fucking victim

‘Cause I’d rather be the suspect

Haven’t I given enough yet

Can’t they understand they ain’t dealing with a punk bitch

One quick boom and it’s murder

And I’m a serve a nigga exactly what he deserving

A$AP, but wait a minute

I’m probably one sickest nigga that ever did it

I’m in it ‘cause I’m a win it

I’m a motherfucking lyrical tyrant

Pivotal giant of this shit

And I do way more, just twist the words

You better listen and observe how I rip the verb

Niggas get the nerve to run up on me, but my shit’s superb

I’ll probably hit a nigga once before he hit the curb

So get at me, I’m kinda trigger happy

When it come to shooting my gift

I’m like a 44 magnum, stag one

Backin' em up, body bag full of niggas

Whack raps, that’s whack, so I’m stacking ‘em up

Kray Jack in the cut, still got a little bit of murder for ‘em

Murderous poet, I create a bloody murder poem

So when they run up on me, nigga, be ready to show ‘em