Said n Done (feat. A$AP Rocky)

Oh my god, oh my god

Blocka, blocka, big up, big up

It's the Coke Boy, ****, with the A$AP Mob

Oh my god, oh my god

I see 'em hatin' on the boy, huh?

'Til I pull up on the boy, huh?

Oh my god, oh my god

But you couldn't fuck with the flow I got

The city just turned into the, oh, I ride

Pretty motherfucker just stole my thot

Oh my god, oh my god

Wake up, wake up, it's a stick up, stick up

Look up, look up, it's a stick up, stick up

I'ma show you power of the moolah

I'll put a sundress on your shooter

Man, they turned their back on your boy, huh?

You trickin', but you waitin' for the boy, huh?

My god, oh my god

(Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind, now)

Took a little time off, I'm back up on my grind

Took it uptown just to kick it with my slimes

Skeet skeet, skrrt, cocaine for the bitches

Chain tucked in, 'cause I came for the bidness

Dope to your brain like a vein with syringes

Back in the day, streets was paved with syringes

Paid for the crib, plus it came with the fridges

I heard them boys callin' up the boys, huh?

And they showing up to court, huh?

Dirty money ain't in the Forbes, huh?

Love my bitch, oh my, gotta spend a whole lot

Gotta buy every bag, gotta buy the whole lot

Taught the bitch, oh my, oh my, gotta spend a whole lot

Oh my god, oh my god

With the spring springin' on us, and the summer hot

Couple things clingin' on us, bitch it's coming out

Weather weather for the winter, Flacko, bring 'em out

Bad mon a rude boy, what the bombaclot

When it drop out, **** hop out

Don't you know the loud mouth get you stomped out?

Thing on me, now, hang on me, now, ay

Got the bitch with me, yeah, gang with me now, yeah

Does the chain swing on me now?

Harlem World'll lay you down, made me down

Go hard or you go home (Go home)

She love it when I hit it with my robe on

I couldn't ball, had to hit the stove

We talkin' raw white, California Rolls

We talkin' top down, California hoes (Skrrt)

We talkin' small sandals, got her on her toes

I don't ask twice for the tongue

Word to ISIS, I'm the bomb, Cartagena, Corleone

I'm gone, do you smell aroma?

Drinkin', smoke a whole lot

Know buy every bag, I'ma buy the whole lot

Your pussy wet, don't lie

Oh my, oh my god

Oh my god, oh my god

Oh my god, oh my god

Blocka, blocka, big up, big up

It's the Coke Boy, ****, with the A$AP Mob

Oh my god, oh my god

She love when I hit it with my robe on

She love when I hit it with my gold on

Pop pills, drink, get your roll on

They don't love you till you're dead and gone

Montana