A$AP Twelvyy - A Glorious Death lyrics
[A$AP Twelvyy - A Glorious Death lyrics]
New phone, who dis? New day, new bitch
Rang rang, there go my celly
Tattoos like Makaveli acid trip
This bitch I'm with might
Overdose like Anna Smith crip or Blood, 50
50 love, my nigga died for this handkerchief
ZOMBiE gang, A$AP
I eat the beat and beat three
From CD to tape deck, LSD, some shroom tea
Two groupies and safe sex, threesome, AM
Amen, hallelujah, hollow clipped it
Hollows through ya
Backwood smoking, Goyard gun holster
Gucci sofas heard you was sending shots
I was too high to notice
Marijuana, I'm smokin' potent
My eyes are glowin'
My pistol loaded, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop, pop, now you knowin'
Top of the buildin' and I got a feelin'
Sudden rush to the brain
So obnoxious the feelin'
Loyalty to the drugs, feelin' so high high
Nigga what?
Rolling with the clique, middle fingers up
Police on my dick, never gave a fuck
Always living trife, bitch you down to fuck?
Smoking on some shit that your mama off
Never pretend
I gotta go get it this one is all
War love got me, but since all
Talkin' 'bout some money
We gon' get it solved
Talkin' 'bout some bud, we gon' smoke it all
LSD bitch, I'm off the wall
Throw your hands up if you wanna roll
On some new shit, baby this a new phone
Got some new packs in and some quick dough
Same nigga dead niggas, 10-4
Rest in peace to my nigga nigga, Yambo
Live long, long live, yeah I live long
Lance Armstrong, live strong, yeah
Did right and I did wrong
Okay, get high so I hit bone
Yeah, yeah, yeah i'm an activist
I cook crack with a dab of piff
Crystal meth on an acid trip
I'm a G in coke, from trees to dope
I feed my coast
Hit my line if you need a quote
It's a secret show
Only speak it if you need to know
And you niggas, I don't need to know
Beat the beat 'til the speaker broke
I'm in the streets puffin' reefer smoke
Try to creep, let the Eagle go
Man I'm down for the drillin' of course
Man you sugarcane niggas is soft
Don't respect your jaw
Man matter of fact, fuck the law
Double up, nigga, fuck the court
Been on it like an outlaw
Batman vigilante goin' southpaw
Might head to Miami for some time off
Came back to the city, hit the concourse
Man I'm livin' like a mob boss
I shake the game, refrain from permanent
My style compares rare like fiends
That serve a nick my goals can touch souls
My niggas impervious my team go buck wild
Sip Hen and smoke spliffs
Don't think I won't trip
Cherish every moment
A nigga won't miss if he's very focused
All black, funeral
Gettin' down with a bad one
Used to smoke two grams now
I'm smokin' mad blunts
Had extendo, niggas cause they basic
Minds need replacement, thoughtless
Conscious and tasteless
We rebel cause the aliens comin' down
If you say that shit is
Myth my experience was wild
Man could run a mile while
His legs are broken down
But Arc cook it up, tell shorty simmer down
It's amazin'
How you niggas really feel about it
When it's top floor, ain't no room
For more when it's crowded, muh'fucka