Trillmatic

Trillmatic (Explicit) - A$AP Mob/A$AP Nast/Method Man

Yo yo-yo yo

90's era nasty yeah

Yo ty beats

I need some time alone

Cold my rhymes will turn your mind to stone

That's the work of satan niggas be hating but I'm a pot of gold

This ain't just me rappin' it's real and something you gots to know

Catch a mark ni**a hatin' get him a casket that bastard's 'bout to go

Whoa nasty baby I'm crazy the 90's raised me

I'm just as smart probably smarter than half the cats who play me

Brazy driving miss daisy hit on my strap

In my zone mind on my money like where that sh*t at

I'm all alone that's my only hope

And be damned if I'mma chase that with some phony homes on the real

It be the ones that say we got this that you ain't alone

As long as I'm here to pull out the glock 9 and cocked it

He mad you got rich but on the low you should've watched him

Cats connivin' head first into the livest object

That was your man now you 'bout to die quick

Over some fly sh*t you feel reminded of your fast-life ventures

And winters blinded 'til the flashlight enters

I got a funky-funky style with a funky swag

I got a funky-funky style with a funky swag

I bought the funky-funky nikes got the hat to match

I bought the funky-funky nikes got the hat to match

I got a funky-funky style with a funky swag

I got a funky-funky style with a funky swag

And when I kill 'em with the flow ain't no coming back

And when I kill 'em with the flow ain't no coming back back back

I got a poor man's panache I be stretching the cash

I'm a little passive aggressive you get a stretcher when iI'm mad

Borderline manic depressive rappers stressin' me bad

Got too many less than impressive rappers left in my path

Better yet we gon' leave 'em left in the past

Someone slides this time I ride you get left in the back

Who am I I'm a titan so be expectin' a clash

Start to wavin' arms at you you'd think I'm catchin' a cab

No questions live the answers cause if you're looking to ask

Look at meth breaking bad like he cookin' meth in the lab

Still a lethal weapon but try and bless him with math

Rappers never learn their lesson so I ain't lettin' 'em pass

I ain't lettin' 'em brag I ain't lettin' 'em swag

F**k swag just being blunt while I'm pluckin' my ash

Y'all ain't up in my class in the buildin'

It's aap meth quick to kill 'em that's an asap death

I got a funky-funky style with a funky swag

I got a funky-funky style with a funky swag

I bought the funky-funky nikes got the hat to match

I bought the funky-funky nikes got the hat to match

I got a funky-funky style with a funky swag

I got a funky-funky style with a funky swag

And when I kill 'em with the flow ain't no coming back

And when I kill 'em with the flow ain't no coming back back back

Straight out the back dog I'm shaq strong I'm breaking backboards

Draped in tommy my b**ch beside me young god body

I play the back of clubs clicks are foul youngins are rowdy

Fools get rowdy ain't nothing dumb my guns from saudi

High off the maui don't trip your w**d rolling the finest

You know the fronto sucio guapo I'm head honcho