The God Hour

A$AP ANT

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    [Lil Gin]
    Rollin' in my pimpin', ain't no tellin' what I'm finna do (uh)
    Ayy Manny, this joint crank fool
    My beeper just a-beepin' so I'm takin' a risk to drop off two
    Keys in my lap, just in case these niggas stangin' (uh)
    I'm scrapped, bitch don't trip, 'cause I'm equipped with that pistol grip (where)
    Rollin' in my pimpin', ain't no tellin' what I'm finna do
    My beeper just a-beepin' so I'm takin' a risk to drop off two (huh)
    Keys in my lap, just in case these niggas stangin' (yeah)
    I'm scrapped, bitch don't trip, 'cause I'm equipped with that pistol grip (cash out)

    [A$AP ANT]
    Used to sip red, now I'm sippin' on Wock'
    FedEx, I'm shipping gelato and locks
    Cover the weed up, we plantin' the crop
    AMG engine, it come with no key
    I'm on the beach, I got sand on my feet
    Cover my arm, shoot when I reach
    I did it first and they got it from me
    Count up my dеal, and I feel like Bruce Lee
    Prada my coat that I rock in the wintеr
    Word at my Benz and I'm up till September
    When you get famous, they never remember
    C.R.E.A. m in my pocket, I feel like I'm RZA, uh

    [A$AP Rocky]
    Come get that work, tell that ho' to flip that, twerk
    Nigga, this my turf (turf) nigga, it's my turn
    B. G., Hot Boy, this that Turk, homeboy kilt look like skirt
    Don't get murked, heh

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    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Dressed like Aquemini, gentle guy, no, I ain't femini'
    Long as I keep my hands sanitized
    I'ma come clean I just realized with no analyze
    Money can't fit in my pocket no more 'cause I'm sample sized
    Shoutout to Max, shoutout my guys
    Slide out the back, slide out the side
    Bought a new drop just to shoot out the top
    Just to shoot out the top (uh)

    [Lil Gin]
    Rollin' in my pimpin', ain't no tellin' what I'm finna do
    My beeper just a-beepin' so I'm takin' a risk to drop off two
    Keys in my lap, just in case these niggas stangin'
    I'm scrapped, bitch don't trip, 'cause I'm equipped with that pistol grip (what?)

    [A$AP ANT]
    I was at Coachella high off the molly
    Taking them mushrooms, I'm out of my body
    Natural be blooming, I'm smoking biscotti
    Nigga Chanel, white like a Nazi
    Hop in the booth, that work my hobby
    After my show, thirty bitches in lobby
    Money on Whitney, look at them Bobby
    Marino on my clothing, it drench
    Down my body
    My denim they bummin', they orange like a pumpkin
    Stone Island exclusive, I got it from London
    Nike Air Maxes, to the money I'm running
    I gotta go get it but can't do no fumbling

    Come get that work, tell that ho' to flip that, twerk
    Nigga, this my turf (Turf) nigga, it's my turn
    B. G., Hot Boy, this that Turk, homeboy kilt look like skirt
    Don't get murked, heh

    [A$AP ANT]
    Yeah, I get money
    I'm scrapped, bitch don't trip, 'cause I'm equipped with that pistol grip
    Pistol grip, pistol grip, pistol grip

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