A$AP Rocky - Wild For The Night ft. Skrillex & Birdy Nam Nam Lyrics

[A$AP Rocky]

Wake up feeling blessed up

Pistol on that dresser

Aint afraid to show it Ill expose it if I dress up

Riding in that Testarossa nigga catch up

Sipping on that syrup till Im messed up like yea sir

So now Im getting change people looking at me strange

Like nigga switching lanes never changed still the same

We fuck bitches get paper you fuck niggas on papers

We walk around with lasers you probably own some tasers

Lame niggas disgrace us they girlfriends want date us

Got different hoes Im pimpin hoes

You could tell by my paystubs

My niggas getting right smoking weed with dirty sprite

Going wild for the night fuck being polite

Finna wild out for the weekend

Me myself and I my three friends

Nigga feeling froggy then leap in A$AP niggas finnna sneak in

Middle finger to the critics me and my nigga Skrillex

You know we finna kill it A$AP we the trillest

You dont really want that Glock boy

You dont really wanna feel them shots boy

You a B boy Im a block boy

Im a D boy Im a hot boy

Six shots got me feeling like Pac boy

Party all night shit dont stop boy

Drunk as fuck and Im ready to fight

Wildin' for the night fuck being polite boy

[Hook]

Wild for the night, fuck being polite

I'm going

Wild for the night, fuck being polite

I'm going

Wild for the night, fuck being polite

I'm going

Wild for the night, fuck being polite

I'm going

[A$AP Rocky]

Its the weekend and Im creepin with my niggas

Drunk and disrespectful calling women bitches

I dont mean no harm but wont you and your friends

Meet us in the cut and we can do the business

God my witness that I only wanna kick it

And yo girl just said they with us

So we rolling in them Benzes

Wont you po' it up and stop the babysitting?

She got drunk as fuck and swallowed all my kids

Back to the Mac tats on her back

Ass so fat hit that from the back

When it clap from the back she clapping it back

She flat on her back and its back to the trap

Fuck yo pack A$AP where its at

Fuck nigga act get clap lay flat

Fuck yo dreams even fuck niggas dream

Then you sleep and you wont come back from the nap

Benjamin 3 stack its a fact she lives in my lap

On my Outkast daddy fat bitches on my sack

And you know them soak and bitches blow and reefer got me open

Wilding to the morning with my homies tell em where we going

[Hook]

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A$AP Rocky - Long Live A$AP Lyrics

I thought I'd probably die in prison, expensive taste in women

Ain't had no pot to piss in, now my kitchen full of dishes

Nose bloody from that sniffin', your heroin addiction

Trigger finger itching fuck parental supervision

This be that murder business, little Timmy got that semi

I ain't kidding hide yo kittens, hit yo children with that Smith and

A bunch of ignant little niglets, hard headed, never listen

Purple sippin', finger twistin', teeth glisten like it's Memphis

A bunch of hypocritic Christians, the land of no religion

My Santa Claus was missing, catch you slippin' then it's Christmas

Motherfuck a wishlist, my ghetto was ambition

For my benjis and my Bentley, and them bitches now I gets gets

On the road to riches, a diamond rings, designer jeans

Toking on that biscuit till I'm no longer existing

I wonder if they miss me, as long as I make history

Now my soul is feeling empty, tell the reaper come and get me

[Hook]

Who said you can’t live forever lied

Of course, I’m living forever I’ll

Forever, I’ll live long

You can’t ever deny

My flaws, I’m living forever I’ll

Forever, I’ll LIVE

Riding through your city like that motherfucka mine

Or toking on that semi, rob a motherfucka blind

License plate says wipe me down, car from 1989

But a nigga sits so pretty call that motherfucker fine

Lost your motherfucking mind, what's on your mind niggas talking down

Never talk to cops, make him talk God when I tote that 9, he ain't talking now

Tell 'em watch your spine, I mean watch your back

Better guide your track, better not look back

Now stay in line, don't step on cracks

So you break her back I'm talking 'bout your mom

Cause there's killers in my town, making hits, sniffing lines

Out committing crimes, wait for shit to simmer down

Corrupted little minds, 8 and 9, finna shine

On the grind, do you dirty with that shimmy shimmy ya

Where they shoot without a purpose, services 'n hearses

Kids who ain't deserve it, can't survive a thing, you're worthless

Strangers make me nervous, who's that peekin' in my window with a pistol to my curtains?

[Hook]

Pretty nigga rich, Flacko be the shit

And that bitch, know we poppin' so she boppin' on this dick

Nigga, R.I.P. to PIMP, can't forget Little Flip

And I take it out to Memphis so shout out to Triple Six

[Hook]

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