Текст песни JD, A$AP Rocky

— Yo, what's your name, young blood? What they call you?
— Well, I got, I got James, Jimmy Byron Dean.
— Yeah, I've been feelin' that really JD swag lately.

Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece,
Bust my Glock to ensure that all you niggas rest in peace,
Uh, Schwarzenegger, I straight slaughter niggas,
I'm offin' niggas, screamin' off with niggas heads,
They all surrender, better call for niggas,
Come at all you niggas' heads, talk ‘em off a ledge
I'm arguin' with 'em, I'm done talkin' with 'em,
I order coffins for 'em, call the coroner for 'em,
Get a comforter for 'em, I did all you niggas' beds,
I want all you niggas dead,
You want all you nigga money, royalness and bread,
Royalties instead of Rollies for your boys, but loyalty is dead

Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece,
Bust my Glock to ensure that all you niggas rest in peace,
Rep my block, quick to draw on all you niggas if there's beef,
Blow your spot, better pray to Lord this shit don't hit the streets,
Jimmy Dean.