Schoolboy Q - ASAP lyrics

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Schoolboy Q - ASAP lyrics

[Intro: Schoolboy Q / DrAssenator] Yo! Uh, Its your bwoy D.O.C Pakistani's With Attitude , n***a You know should it Apocalyptic Records Verse 01: DrAssenator Hold me for something, that is my name D.o.c - I don't spit jokes But I k** pussies on tha roads n***a Hold me something, that's Like Traveling in tha local transport Will make you ill-st These mummy daddy kids are looking hype When we feel this We Fill their A$$ with the crack, n***a Hol' my self with a fat n***a You f*g n***a, you can't tell me sh** about the streets I done lived in it, eversince I came up in this world Came up in this world, so I hate you n***a' absurd Hold me something that's my emotions Emotions roller coaster, everytime you run Through my brain u see, sick jokes Hold me for something and that's my motivation And that's big as a motherf**in' jet You ride with them ol' n***as You say, you tell me about ex? She got the number's that come with a hummer But I still give a dick to her She deserved to b**h Derversed to be b**h, so I call her b**h n***a, I hold me for something She love the cream, I gave her ice cream n***a, f** b**hes [Hook: Schoolboy] p**y lips, contraband for chips, sold all kinds of sh** Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips, switched all kinda clips 50 raised, since my county days, brought all kind of fades Renegade, f** what rappers say, b**h, I am LA Verse02: DrAssenator I got W's in the air When I ride with my n***as You tryna make up? Just like my bithes wanna break up with me Well, I make it up with me Gotta f** b**hes/everynight When I get cream-uh they f**in' tide You can burn a rubber on fake b**hes trying to make it right I'm Goldie, A.S.A.P – dazz my name Motherf**in' gangsta with my crew I ride with few, I pop a few When I Ride with them ol' n***as tryna make up with my style They ain't got it, they got sh** They gotta sh**, to eat I keep give'em sh** to eat, We bought that cheese Boyz in the hood are always hard you come talkin' sh** We put you in the card you can cure my last year b**h Infront of your balls, I can show you how to rip these bars of prison To these pussies, motherfukaz ain't eattin' my style D.o.c you better know this name You hate me while your b**h got me on her playlist Took by sale-es, that's my slaes n***a I'm always DOPE, Check my SWAG These n***as ain't eattin' sh** You about to eatting sh**? I give to eat- sh** My mind's ill – Motherf**in RAW.. [Hook: Schoolboy Q] p**y lips, contraband for chips, sold all kinds of sh** Hoover Crip, guns on fingertips, switched all kinda clips 50 raised, since my county days, brought all kind of fades Renegade, f** what rappers say, b**h, I am LA [Outro: DrAssenator] *Laughts* Itzyour boy D.o.C Pakistanis with attitude Shout out to my crew Apocalyptic Records n***a' we always dope you better not mess wiv my sh**!

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