Multiply Lyrics
Asap Rocky Multiply
[Intro: A$Ap Rocky]
F*ck n****s gon' multiply
'Fore the real n****s die, fake n****s gon' multiply
'Fore the real n****s live, f*ck n****s won't multiply
F*ck n****s won't multiply
F*ck n****s won't multiply
Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh
[Interlude 1: Juicy J]
Yeah, it's your boy Juicy J
Man you gotta watch out for these backstabbin' broke a**, jealous hatin' a** n****s man these n****s ain't no real n****s man, know what I'm sayin'[?]
Man these n****s be smilin' in your face
[Verse 1: A$Ap Rocky]
Back in the buildin', sold crack in the livin' room
n****s toe-tagged, soaked gats for a livin'
Doo rag and Beretta, blue flagging it n***a
When your be with be the one to shoot at ya in a minute
Come to Harlem if you never seen Baghdad
First place I seen a n***a sell crack at
Where the hustlers don't sleep, take cat naps
Shorty with the shotty limpin' like he got a bad back
Even in my will, keep it real, thuggin' in my field
'Til the day I peel, keep it trill, anything I feel
Youngins trained to kill, aimin', bangin' steel and slangin' krill
She shake it all for Satan just to paint her nails and pay her bills
I ain't really f*ckin' with that Been Trill
Swear them n****s booty like Tip Drill
Nah I ain't really into throwin' shots
But these mothaf*ckas better give me my props, word to Pac
We're the reason that these n****s gettin' throwed
Reason why you n****s wearin' gold
Jail pose in the pictures, prayin' fingers to your nose
I remember, if Pimp was alive he'd tell these hoes and these n****s
[Hook: A$Ap Rocky]
Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel
Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel
Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel
Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I.
When the real n****s die, fake n****s gon' multiply
When the real n****s die, fake n****s gon' multiply
When all the real n****s die, fake n****s gon' multiply
But if the real n****s live, f*ck n****s won't multiply
[Interlude 2: A$Ap Rocky]
I'm the original Balmain badass, n***a
I'm the original Margiela madman, in the words of A$Ap Yams
Smack the s**t out a n***a in these skinny pants, feel me?
Don't get it f*cked up, n***a, we been jiggy, been pretty
Still tell a b***h suck my d**k, swag n***a
[Verse 2: A$Ap Rocky]
F*ck with a n***a like me, rip my n***a Pimp C
hba s**t is weak, you can keep that
s**t, I might f*ck around and bring the Jeep back
No doors on it, flexin' with the seat back
B-Boy with the G pack, might f*ck around and bring the mink back
Word to Big Boi and 3 Stacks, n***a
If you deaf bring the beat back, n***a
F*ck with a n***a like me, rip my n***a Pimp C
hba s**t is weak, you can keep that
I'm a trend setter, you ain't even peep that
Where the hoes, where the weed, where the G's at?
F*ck the fcc, tell 'em bleep that
(We ain't no fashion killas n***a, we fashionable killas
Ya'll got Flacko)
[Verse 3: A$Ap Rocky]
3, 6, suck a n***a d**k no foreplay
All day, boomin' out the trap through the hallway
Slow up, Pretty Flacko Jodye
Tell these f*ck n****s how you been
You can freshen our minds, n****s talk down every now and then
On the style, gettin' styled 9 times out of 10
(Y'all got Flacko f*cked up)
I'm the motherf*ckin' Lord of this fashion s**t
Don't I deserve just to brag a bit?
Set the blueprint, f*ck your two cents
Number 1 stunner, ask Tumblr if I'm accurate
My motherf*ckin' swag is immaculate
Plus I got enough style just to mack your b***h
I think back to when Pac is packin' lint
It's like a n***a got rich on accident
Now back to Pimp
b*****s lie, killers never lie
Triggers on the side by side, bet I'm down to ride
Prosper said let's ride to the sky, call it catastrophic
We don't ever die, we just multiply, b***h
[Outro: Juicy J]
Fake a** n****s, you know what I'm sayin', these n****s be out here talkin' 'bout they a street n***a and s**t, man n****s be gettin' it distorted like a mothaf*cka out here man, you know what I'm sayin'
F*ck n****s gon' multiply
'Fore the real n****s die, fake n****s gon' multiply
'Fore the real n****s live, f*ck n****s won't multiply
F*ck n****s won't multiply
F*ck n****s won't multiply
Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh
[Interlude 1: Juicy J]
Yeah, it's your boy Juicy J
Man you gotta watch out for these backstabbin' broke a**, jealous hatin' a** n****s man these n****s ain't no real n****s man, know what I'm sayin'[?]
Man these n****s be smilin' in your face
[Verse 1: A$Ap Rocky]
Back in the buildin', sold crack in the livin' room
n****s toe-tagged, soaked gats for a livin'
Doo rag and Beretta, blue flagging it n***a
When your be with be the one to shoot at ya in a minute
Come to Harlem if you never seen Baghdad
First place I seen a n***a sell crack at
Where the hustlers don't sleep, take cat naps
Shorty with the shotty limpin' like he got a bad back
Even in my will, keep it real, thuggin' in my field
'Til the day I peel, keep it trill, anything I feel
Youngins trained to kill, aimin', bangin' steel and slangin' krill
She shake it all for Satan just to paint her nails and pay her bills
I ain't really f*ckin' with that Been Trill
Swear them n****s booty like Tip Drill
Nah I ain't really into throwin' shots
But these mothaf*ckas better give me my props, word to Pac
We're the reason that these n****s gettin' throwed
Reason why you n****s wearin' gold
Jail pose in the pictures, prayin' fingers to your nose
I remember, if Pimp was alive he'd tell these hoes and these n****s
[Hook: A$Ap Rocky]
Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel
Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel
Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I peel
Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I.
When the real n****s die, fake n****s gon' multiply
When the real n****s die, fake n****s gon' multiply
When all the real n****s die, fake n****s gon' multiply
But if the real n****s live, f*ck n****s won't multiply
[Interlude 2: A$Ap Rocky]
I'm the original Balmain badass, n***a
I'm the original Margiela madman, in the words of A$Ap Yams
Smack the s**t out a n***a in these skinny pants, feel me?
Don't get it f*cked up, n***a, we been jiggy, been pretty
Still tell a b***h suck my d**k, swag n***a
[Verse 2: A$Ap Rocky]
F*ck with a n***a like me, rip my n***a Pimp C
hba s**t is weak, you can keep that
s**t, I might f*ck around and bring the Jeep back
No doors on it, flexin' with the seat back
B-Boy with the G pack, might f*ck around and bring the mink back
Word to Big Boi and 3 Stacks, n***a
If you deaf bring the beat back, n***a
F*ck with a n***a like me, rip my n***a Pimp C
hba s**t is weak, you can keep that
I'm a trend setter, you ain't even peep that
Where the hoes, where the weed, where the G's at?
F*ck the fcc, tell 'em bleep that
(We ain't no fashion killas n***a, we fashionable killas
Ya'll got Flacko)
[Verse 3: A$Ap Rocky]
3, 6, suck a n***a d**k no foreplay
All day, boomin' out the trap through the hallway
Slow up, Pretty Flacko Jodye
Tell these f*ck n****s how you been
You can freshen our minds, n****s talk down every now and then
On the style, gettin' styled 9 times out of 10
(Y'all got Flacko f*cked up)
I'm the motherf*ckin' Lord of this fashion s**t
Don't I deserve just to brag a bit?
Set the blueprint, f*ck your two cents
Number 1 stunner, ask Tumblr if I'm accurate
My motherf*ckin' swag is immaculate
Plus I got enough style just to mack your b***h
I think back to when Pac is packin' lint
It's like a n***a got rich on accident
Now back to Pimp
b*****s lie, killers never lie
Triggers on the side by side, bet I'm down to ride
Prosper said let's ride to the sky, call it catastrophic
We don't ever die, we just multiply, b***h
[Outro: Juicy J]
Fake a** n****s, you know what I'm sayin', these n****s be out here talkin' 'bout they a street n***a and s**t, man n****s be gettin' it distorted like a mothaf*cka out here man, you know what I'm sayin'
