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• Artiste: A$AP Twelvyy
• Titre: Where Nast Album?
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Sound boy, real [?] Yo What, what You, you Gon', gon' Do, do When, when I, I Come, come Through, through? With, with My, my Whole, whole Crew, crew? Yo We ain't gotta be kickin' with imitators Since the kickin', got my grip from cadence Heavy denim like assimilation Gorilla pimpin' out the Himalayans Eleven K I'm servin' [?] Closed the kitchen, need a ventilator Scuba-divin' off the riviera Stackin' crypto, I'm a illustrator In the MechaTex and meta-data I kick like Messi in a Tesla, and take to the table To a table, to attached, takin' to the cradle To Barbados, I might hit the Lagos, then we hit Montego While I'm countin' pesos, while I'm stackin' Legos Fully suited, and we packin' Dracos Spinnin' [?] with the war with Kratos How we screamin' "Halo"? Blue ribbon for the sushi, side of mashed potatoes I just put a 'Rari engine in a Winnebago Multiply my number 9, I had a hundred grands Took the 6 on great adventures, had amazing ventures I'm exhilarated, someone's over with the winner (Hm) Like I'm Marco with the Crème brûlée (Hm) Will it mean it's just to end my day? (Hm) Synchronizin' like I'm Tim Bergling What, what You, you Gon', gon' Do, do When, when I, I Come, come Through, through? With, with My, my Whole, whole Crew, crew? Number one sound, boy You the one to clash, boy Do you smoke crack, boy? I be in my stash, boy I don't do 'Bach boy 89 Jag', boy Seat way back, boy Super fire black boy Twelvyy, nigga, bro, why you didn't tell me it was grimy like that in New York? (Yo bro, what you mean, what happened?) I'm thinkin' I'm 'bout to get robbed, I'm not gon' lie I'm thinkin' I'm 'bout to get robbed from a jury for my money (Word?) A lil' nigga snatched my chopped cheese! Looked me dead in my face and said: "The kids gotta eat." (Oh nah) I couldn't believe it! B-B-B-B--