Vol. 2 Freestyle - Intellectual

[Part I]

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky & A$AP Ferg]

Uh, uh

I don't trap, I got traps, I ain't trapped, uh

Harlem world, on the map, where it's at, uh

A$AP, on my tat, look at that, uh

Stay strapped, like Girbaud, stay strapped, uh

[Verse 2: A$AP Ant]

Fuckin' ya bitch on a beach, aye

I did this mother last week, uh

Fuckin' ya bitch on a beach, uh

I did this mother last week, uh

Coppin Patek Philippe, uh

Flood that bitch down with diamonds, uh

Look at the watch, it's perfect timing, uh

My rhymes, you gotta rewind it

Fuck, I'm walkin' dead, I'm with [?], huh

I'm shootin' a gun, you limpin

I'm shootin' a gun, I'm shootin' a gun

The 40 be on, Scott Pippen

You dig what I'm sayin'

[Verse 3: KEY! & A$AP Rocky]

AK got no kickback

Lil' bitch better sit back

You talk too much

Cause the cash 100

The bank roll run like BoJack, aye

AK and it go I don't know

Been that nigga

Been handsome since my grandparents said it, you know

Bitch who witchu when I got money is most invested, you know

Uh, ya' bitch so sexy

When I leave she depressed, I got tested, I'm so

Negative, I'm just flexin

She positive on my dick, but I said this gossip was logic, I get

No sidekick, five chicks, you know I need my hit

Like clat, clat, clat

[Verse 4: A$AP Ant, Chief Keef & Tadoe]

I stack it like Lego

I stack it like Pringles

I flood the bodega

I'm pourin' the Faygo

It's looking like mango

We stackin' like Lego

We gon headbox, niggas better lay low

Niggas better pray doe 'cause we gon' come through, act a a-hole

Pulled up, Durangos

Actin' a a-hole

Rollin' with Dracos

Me and Flako, I mean Flacko

Where our Dracos?

Lil' folks nem gon blow, when a nigga say so

Aye, on foe nem, let's get it

[Part II]

[Verse 4: A$AP Rocky, Chief Keef & A$AP Ferg]

The shit go blat

Talkin' too motherfuckin fast

We ain't really fuckin' with the gas

Y'all ain't smokin' on the gas

Niggas ain't smokin' on the boof

Niggas ain't goin' in the booth

Bitches be thinkin they bad

I be thinkin' they mad

They be sayin' "I'm sad"

I be sayin' "I'm bad"

Michael Jackson, I'm bad

That bitch got no ass

That bitch got no class

Up in a digital dash

Ferrari go fast

Ooh, takin' the cash

Ooh, gettin' the money

[Verse 5: A$AP Ferg, A$AP Rocky & KEY!]

All I do is rap, hit em' with the strap

Niggas talkin shit, I put his face on the map

Cheated on your bitch

I'm the one she cheated with

Smiley faces when I got smiley faces on my wrist

I got the hammer in my pants, and I'm too legit to quit

And I got the Raf, and the coolest knits

Glo$AP, VLONE

I'm high as fuck, what ya' on?

Parachute pants, all my diamonds dance

I don't romance, I don't hold no hands

Nigga go and take it way back just like I know him

If you go and rep' the ship, already know that

A-S-A-P with the GloryBoyz, we call it Glo$AP

You can't spend the night

[Part III]

[Verse 6: A$AP Rocky]

Uh, fresh with the gwallah

Flacko put you on the Prada

Man, fuck with your gwallah

She swallow on her tonsils

Swear to god, came came out her nostrils

Yeah, call it came when I came in

Novacaine and you know the name

Sorta like shoulder cane, uh

Candy cane, and the nose the same

On the biggest vein

Take the L train, niggas takin' L's

Hellbound nigga