ASAP Ferg - Tim Westwood lyrics

rate me

Ghetto gabby but kinda trappy

I’m probably up in the telly with two promiscuous girls

When they down on they belly she tell me she love my music

Choppers on deck, it’s so stupid

I love the way that you flow, I love the way that you flow

Love the way that you take pictures, I love the way that you pose

Put your hands to your nose like a lord, I suppose

Come at the with your commas, the swag left on your clothes

You remind me of Tupac, put a diamond up in your nose

Coming up in your nose, diamond up in your nose

You remind me of Tupac, put a diamond up in your nose

Or maybe of Michael Jackson with rhyme stones in your clothes

But a trill Michael Jackson with a mouth full of gold

Like Liberace with a house full of gold

Draped in Versace, a couple bottles of rose

Couple bottles of rose, I got more bottles of rose

I love talking out, let’s fuck till we doze

She starting kissing me, then she started kissing a friend

Got all of these bitches, I side them how I can

Got a Persian bitch, you know I heard him bitch

You know I’mma come through and I’mma

And I got that money, niggas acting like they all funny

Soon as I put them niggas trigger to the dummy

Yeah, I’m turning with nasty baby from the eighties

Cracking the site, the 80’s, know that I got the Glock

Act stupid, get shot like Pac

Riding in the driveway when Sug had the knocks on the side of him

These niggas know I’m out of him, that money, know I get a lot of it

Yeah, I’m in London with a bad bitch, you know that I got that instant classic

The trap load is a classic, I blast it, don’t wanna mess with me because you get your fucking ass kicked

I got the motherfucking gear, you know I got the diamonds with the ice up in the air

And you know I got that kush so beware, just came from Australia

Got the layout from the Himalayan, fuck with me, I spray you

Don’t wanna mess with the AK, yeah, like a fucking delta

Got a bad bitch that fly Delta, know that I got the

This a business man, I can’t miss

Kill through when I got the trill plan

What’s that? That’s nasty, baby, I’m back for the tech attack

Don’t run it with me, I’m too cool, I’m clean

These bitches wanna stop me but I’m cold, I’m bold

But I ain’t Asap Rocky, I ain’t Fergy either

I’m just Nasty coming through with the diamond

Hold up, I come through shining, rhyming

You can’t stop this, I’m hot, bitch

Come through your block with the Glock and the hot tinted beamer

… got to be the leaders who that, see the genes ‘cause that’s too big, you know it

Hold up, I got the flow in, wanna hold it, know it, it’s all in, I OD

I wreck this, I come through, respect it, just check it, of the inner tactic

I’m coming through flexing, I tell ‘em

This the Asap mob, come through the tape, storm in the car

Duct tape on the bitch, I stunt on nasty

Call Ferg up, heard he got the … I come through the crib, my gun and the stash

Grab the stash, get the clap in your ass

I’m from 116, that’s where the murderers be

And I come through, you heard of us

See you here, fish you were, holla for the murderers

You heard of us, come through, I ain’t playing that, get back

Hold up, I come through, hit that, matter fact get that

The stick ass, got the cash in and I come through like I’m in that

Limp, no kidding, hold up, it’s the A day, holla where …

Did they? No, just the Asap motherfuckers, know what it is

I call Fergy, man, he up in the crib

Yo, listen, catch me in my Pyrex, with that high neck and I’m getting high neck

Because I’m on that flight next to Jerusalem

You know Asap trap low, what I do to them

Coming through, who’s your friend?

If you acting all stupid I hit ‘em with that tool again

I’mma rule again then I’m going back, clap, clap

Rule again, come through …

Hold up, this is Nasty back, don’t come over here with that shit or get your ass shot

I ain’t playing with them, I hit ‘em

Catch ‘em laying in a ditch, I wasn’t playing with ‘em

Look tough, I’m cut, in your fucking crib, she a dumb ass

Leave ‘em both like Young Buck, young bucks, I got your…

She like the way my dick go in the, and she give the toe touch

I told her me up, motherfucker, I ain’t playing with her, she knew that

I come through with the OG, who that

I call Nast ‘cause she wanted in a booty and he the booty bender

Hold up, tryina come out my head, dog, now just for that I’mma take it off

This is Nasty baby, the 90’s baby, act stupid with the 90’s baby

You back to the fucking thousands, hold up, check my pocket, all I got is thousands

Wanna kick it out, I’m smoking hella weed, my rule, I’m pitching out

No kicking out, puffing out, dick in her mouth, yeah, stiffing out

Spit it out, yeah, spit it down, ‘cause she don’t like when I leave my motherfucking kids in her mouth

And then I’m sleeping on the couch, got mine creeping in her mouth

We on Westwood, I’m on Westwood, told that bitch to get that pipe, give her left wood

She like damn, dog, I’m like man, off , she like man, down, I’m like your man soft

He ain’t running with the mob