ASAP Mob - Xscape Lyrics
[Verse 1: ASAP Twelvyy]I'm feelin' like Puff back in '98Bad Boy here, boost the crime rateMy hand good but the nine great***** the law, nigga, crime paysCan't tax dirty moneyThank the Lord for dirty moneyMan, I used to be dead brokeNow my bank full of dead folksGet the Benjis for my brothersGrants for the bills and the Jacksons to my motherMomma love kept me so cleanAnd I got it with the dope fiendsNow I'm tryna get my dough cleanHoes scream when they get a glimpse of the whole teamIn that Velour VLONEA Nutcracker at the kingdom"Work" banging on my ringtoneWhole team getting dough, she ain't even knowIt's the year of that A$APNiggas slept on us now it's time for that payback[Hook 2x: ASAP Twelvyy]It's mad stress round hereGot my bulletproof vest and my Tec round hereI just wanna get awayBut I can't get away[Verse 2: ASAP Twelvyy]It's like my backs against the wallSee a nigga want it all, run the game with my dogsSee they praying that I fallAnother mural on the wall, front page of the SourceA blood stain on the floorAnother black boy lost, left slain in the PorscheMan, they killed my nigga Stack BI'm yelling, free my nigga Max BMan, they killed that boy TrayvonI got the right to carry firearmsBill of Rights, I know my shitBunch of books and some loaded clips, tell the law, suck my dickFree my nigga S-1And Remy too, for them 2? I'm a wreck, sonLight somethin', know a nigga stressedKnow a nigga blessed, gotta get this shit up off my chest***** the rest, cause when sun is setI'mma burn the rest then kill some clowns with my loaded TecTrigger happy, nigga nappy head peasyMother*****er, be easy mother*****er, ha[Hook]It's mad stress round hereGot my bulletproof vest and my Tec round hereI just wanna get awayBut I can't get away
