A$AP ANT
Back At It
[Verse 1: Soduh]
Took a sip out the cup, codeine was in it
Aye I'm out of the game, I'm breathing different
Kel-Tec on me, put Keenan in it
Aye, all our straps got mean extensions
You a regular guy, we seem different
You can learn a lot from me, just breathe and listen
Jeans from Japan with the [?]
I come from a city with demons in it
She want me to save her like family
When I run up the racks, wanna be me
Give her 2k then I leave her
I can't give my time to a skeezer
Aye round 'em all up, put [?] on

[Verse 2: Lulu P]
This ain't my bitch, this my servant
Turkey bags in the oven I'm workin'
They purpin', hoe bitch I'm Mr. Perfect
Came through [?]
There's too many clowns, I did not come for the circus
How many purses on purpose?
Bitch I know which one ya workin', pay me
I never want be Jay-Z
I just wanna put the 'ism on a bitch
I just wanna add the digits to this shit
AP the wrist, Marino still the fit
[Verse 3: A$AP ANT]
Land in New Orleans, next stop get some crawfish
And white people love me like I'm from Boston
Mortal Kombat, victory, flawless
I ain't had no lean, now I feel nauseous
Hop in the jet, yeah we move like a X-Men
Shit kinda old, so I got get the next one
You n***as dope, but it's clothes I'm selling
Just like my Maryland n***as say, y'all wellin'

[Verse 4: Fendi P]
Sellin' that O
Every new year, a new coat
[?] Benihanas off blue
Fresh off a play
Told her bust down on her face
She let me bust on her face
I spent like 5, made that shit look like it's 30
Plot on the opps, big ol' 30
I make 'em nervous, money was up, I was hurtin' em
Them bitches [?], they workin'
Scale every tire, trappin [?] chef on the wire
Clean money, this out the dryer
A Jetson, I'm flyer
Smoking Andretti, I'm higher
Whip all the sauce and I'm tying the bag