[Verse 1 - A$AP Ferg]

Okay, I see you in your Bapes

Lookin' real good

And you from around the way

But I've never seen you in the hood

Balenciaga mama, and your heart don't cost a dollar

Give a fuck about a Fendi, Prada if a nigga tryna holler

Girl, you got some ill nana

And want a real papa

Maison Margiela fella be eatin' grilled lobster

Sittin' in the car, mellow

Smokin' on lala

Beat that pussy up like a fuckin' piñata

Walk into my casa, kick it like soccer

Sips from the vodka, liftin from the ganja

(Can I strip)

Girl, do the honor

Naked and famous, body so designer

Lovin' your poonana, can see that you're a rider

Don't believe that I'm addicted, you can see I'm getting higher

Used to getting hotter, I'm proceeding to your sauna

Put a couple seeds, I could be your baby father

[Hook]

So high

It's like making love to a kilo

So high

It's like making love to a kilo

You want me

Yeah I know what you want

Breathe me in

Like the wind

Close your eyes

Until you feel it

So I know you feel it

And I'm going anywhere she go

[Verse 2 - Kilo Kish]

Such a shame I never see you downtown

Places I hang

You never want to come around

It's not a bad thing

Not really missing much

Walking with my ipod and cell phone

I'm in a rush

It would be cool to go uptown

Westside highway's my new playground

I can be the fresh face of your campaign

Draw the shades

I can't explain

What I want to say

But if you're into goofy black chicks

I'm all of that

And if you want that art history practice

I'll tutor that

Like making love to me?

Don't think I understand

My name is KK

But you can call me wife instead, like

[Bridge]

Ayo, can you get me something from the kitchen?

No, but you can get it yourself

Baby you've been everything I'm missing

I know, I thought you needed my help

Why dont know call me anymore?

I thought you needed my help

I think about you every day

So uhm, where did you get your durag?

The African Stand on 125th?