[A$AP Rocky: Verse 1]
Uhh!
I thought I'd probably die in prison
Expensive taste in women
Ain't had no pot to [bad word] in, now my kitchen full of dishes!
Nose bloody from that sniff, you'll work up an addiction
Trigger finger itching at parental supervision
This be that murder business, little Timmy got that semi
I ain't kidding hide yo kittens, hit yo children with that smith and
bunch of ignant little niglets, Hard headed, never listen
Purple sippin', finger twistin', teeth glisten like it's Memphis
bunch of hypocritic Christians, the land of no religion
My Santa Claus was missing, catch you slippin' then it's Christmas [bad word] a wishlist, my ghetto was ambition
For my benjis and my bentley, and my niggas now I gets gets
On the road to riches, a diamond rings, designer jeans
Soaking on that biscuit till I'm no longer existing
I wonder if they miss me, as long as I make history
Now my soul is feeling empty, tell the [bad word] and get me

[A$AP Rocky: Hook]
Who said you can't live forever now
Of course, I'm living forever now
Forever I live long

[A$AP Rocky: Verse 2]
Riding through your city like that [bad word] mine
Or talking on that semi rob em', rob em', rob em' blind
License plate say wipe me down car from 1989 but
The killer sits so pretty call that [bad word] fine
Lost your [bad word] mind [bad word] what's on your mine [bad word] talking down
Never talk to cops never talked to god but I tote that 9 you talking now
Better watch your spine I mean watch your better guide your track
Better not look back the statement I don't step on cracks with the red corvette
Let's talk about your mine, cause their's killers in my time making hits, sniffing lines [bad word] crimes wait for [bad word] to simmer down, [bad word] little minds