More songs by A$AP Rocky
Description
Producer, Associated Performer: A$AP Rocky
Composer, Lyricist: Rakim Mayers
Lyricist, Composer: Kelvin J N Magnusen
Composer, Lyricist: Soufien Rhouat
Recording Engineer, Producer: Kelvin Krash
Producer: Soufien 3000
Reconstruction: Dre Moon
Mixing Engineer: Mike Dean #MWA
Mastering Engineer: Tatsuya Sato
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Ray Bergin
Lyrics and translation
Original
Four, five hundred on the Hummer, no gas
89, price on the ticket, uh
Exercise, eat all my vegetables
Fuck up some decimals, he 'bout his business
Stuntin' 'bout the hundreds, and it's comin' all fast
Shawty gon' bag it, lick it, uh
Gift wrap, package, ship it, uh
Nigga from rags to riches, uh
Dumb shit, dumb shit
Act like you don't know who run shit, run shit
On the front porch in the function, uh
Not checkin' my sneakers, no checks on my sneakers
Just Puma, Gap, and, yeah, the goody grim
Pull up to the church in my hoodie, then
I'm 'bout to get money with shorty then
I ride around in the all-pink Mercedes, the pussy whip
Like Killa Cam, my braids lookin' like I could be Jim
They lookin' around like that could be them
Lot of opps is around, and you could be them
If we talkin' 'bout pockets, you know mine fat
If we talkin' your chances, they could be thin
And I'm knocking at the door like, "let me in"
Who bring more pussy than the lesbian?
Hangin' from the helicopter, Spider-Man
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter
Take my wife beat off, spin it like a helicopter
Fuck with young pretty Flacko, I Petey pop ya (yeah)
Fuckin' with that pretty Flacko (yeah), might Petey pop you (grim)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter
Take my wife beat off, spin it like a helicopter
Fuck with young pretty Flacko, I Petey pop ya (yeah)
Fuckin' with that pretty Flacko (yeah), might Petey pop you (grim, uh)
Used to be niggas do anything for a new check
Nowadays, these days, niggas do anything for a blue check, check
When tennis shoes had the check or three stripes on the side
Way before Puma cut the check, yeah
Three strikes, that's your life, uh
You niggas runnin' out of sweat, uh
Nigga runnin' out of breath, uh
Niggas runnin' out of time
Y'all niggas runnin' into debt
Word to everything, I invented it
From the internet, niggas set the trend, now the trend is set
Then they rather do it, and then forget who did it best
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (niggas know)
Take my wife beat off, spin it like a helicopter (like a helicopter)
Fu-fuck with young pretty Flacko, I Petey pop ya (p-petey pop ya, P-)
Fuckin' with that pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (grim)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (yeah)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (yeah)
Fuck with young pretty Flacko, I Petey pop ya (yeah)
Fuckin' with that pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (grim)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (yeah)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (yeah)
Fuck with young pretty Flacko, I Petey pop ya (yeah)
Fuckin' with that pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (grim)
English translation
Four, five hundred on the Hummer, no gas
89, price on the ticket, uh
Exercise, eat all my vegetables
Fuck up some decimals, he 'bout his business
Stuntin' 'bout the hundreds, and it's comin' all fast
Shawty gon' bag it, lick it, uh
Gift wrap, package, ship it, uh
Nigga from rags to riches, uh
Dumb shit, dumb shit
Act like you don't know who run shit, run shit
On the front porch in the function, uh
Not checkin' my sneakers, no checks on my sneakers
Just Puma, Gap, and, yeah, the goody grim
Pull up to the church in my hoodie, then
I'm 'bout to get money with shorty then
I ride around in the all-pink Mercedes, the pussy whip
Like Killa Cam, my braids lookin' like I could be Jim
They lookin' around like that could be them
Lot of opps is around, and you could be them
If we talkin' 'bout pockets, you know mine fat
If we talkin' your chances, they could be thin
And I'm knocking at the door like, "let me in"
Who bring more pussy than the lesbian?
Hangin' from the helicopter, Spider-Man
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter
Take my wife beat off, spin it like a helicopter
Fuck with young pretty Flacko, I Petey pop ya (yeah)
Fuckin' with that pretty Flacko (yeah), might Petey pop you (grim)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter
Take my wife beat off, spin it like a helicopter
Fuck with young pretty Flacko, I Petey pop ya (yeah)
Fuckin' with that pretty Flacko (yeah), might Petey pop you (grim, uh)
Used to be niggas do anything for a new check
Nowadays, these days, niggas do anything for a blue check, check
When tennis shoes had the check or three stripes on the side
Way before Puma cut the check, yeah
Three strikes, that's your life, uh
You niggas runnin' out of sweat, uh
Nigga runnin' out of breath, uh
Niggas runnin' out of time
Y'all niggas runnin' into debt
Word to everything, I invented it
From the internet, niggas set the trend, now the trend is set
Then they rather do it, and then forget who did it best
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (niggas know)
Take my wife beat off, spin it like a helicopter (like a helicopter)
Fu-fuck with young pretty Flacko, I Petey pop ya (p-petey pop ya, P-)
Fuckin' with that pretty Flacko, I Petey pop you (grim)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (yeah)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (yeah)
Fuck with young pretty Flacko, I Petey pop ya (yeah)
Fuckin' with that pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (grim)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (yeah)
Take my white tee off, spin it like a helicopter (yeah)
Fuck with young pretty Flacko, I Petey pop ya (yeah)
Fuckin' with that pretty Flacko, might Petey pop you (grim)