ASAP Rocky

ASAP Rocky - Uptown lyrics

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[Hook: Lil Wayne]

I'm so uptown

And motherfucker if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah

I'm so uptown

And motherfucker if you ain't, don't go uptown, yeah

Don't go uptown [8x]

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]

(Uptown, uptown)

A$AP where my crew at

Swag so sick where the birds caught the flu at

All the hoes know me, don't need to ask, "Who dat?"

Or where the heat at, my nigga, cause we do that

And pistol-popping get it popping, niggas better move that

Cause we get a Glock and with the stock and he ain't scared to shoot it like

4 Gs: blew that, G4: flew that

I'm the shit, you must admit, true that

I'm so uptown

Niggas know we get it from the low uptown

Gold, got dro, got snow uptown

Bitch-shit niggas scared to go uptown

We making Manhattan, whip game proper

Them might be the product of the locker

ASAP, know I'm gonna prosper

Don't care, cause I'm only ? as my posture

[Hook]

[Verse 2: TY Nast]

Boom, nigga, Nast in the house

Flow like a drug, pass it around

Fag, you're in doubt, what you rapping about?

ASAP nigga, trash on the couch

Glass to the mouth, Patrón in the system

Tool on the waist just in case I gotta fix em

Bullets like fiends just dying to hit them

Nigga did I mention, swag house nigga

Get slapped in your shit if you badmouth nigga

Left the Range in the garage and brought the Jag out, nigga

Nast be the shit that you brag about, nigga

I ain't even tryna hear about your hereabouts, nigga

Weird-ass nigga, scared-ass nigga

I am done with this track, did you hear that, nigga?

? and I did wrap niggas

Try to step on my throne? Bitch, this is my home

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Two Twelve Mel]

I'm a uptown blood slime

Balling's in my blood line

Pants sagging real low, I'm running from the one time

Free Church boy, yeah, my nigga caught a gun crime

Mobbing on Lenox and I'm grinding 'til the sunrise

I'm really getting dope, boy, free my nigga Dough boy

Catch me on Broadway, we got it for the low, boy

And I got flow, boy, in other words, hoes, boy

Body after body, yeah, you already know boy

I'm bumping Old Boy, classic Harlem shit

True Religion, who you kiddin? Nigga started this

Young 12 get it gang, got the hardest shit

Polo down to the socks, looking marvelous

I'm from the home of the free S

I'm Grade on the West like I'm Gucci on the ES

Aura like GS, stepping out the GX

ASAP up, y'all niggas kill me with the BS

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[Hook]<br />

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