Текст песни Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2, A$AP Rocky

[Verse 1:]
Who the jiggy nigga with the gold links?
Got me reminiscin' 'bout my old day.
Three 6, suck a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day
Boomin' out the trap through the hallway.
Tell me what you niggas know about it,
Auntie sayin' turn it down, or she finna call the cops.
We be plottin' on the ops, she the one who got the drop,
Just a free, quick fix, to the A and it's okay!
They gon' take me back to my old ways,
I was tryna chill, poppin' pills ever since I got a deal,
Kick it with my model chick, sip Cris, fuck niggas wanna diss,
Now I gotta let 'em know who's really trill.

[Chorus:]
Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye,
Tell these fuck niggas how you been,
You been crossin' our minds, niggas talk down every now and then
On the side, who gave ‘em style 9 times out of 10?
It was Flacko Jodye!
Flacko Jodye!
Flacko Jodye!
Flacko Jodye!

[Verse 2:]
I ain't never lookin' for no handouts,
Broke ass niggas never helpin', but they hands out,
Find out where the fuck nigga live, then we camp out,
Screamin', ‘fuck the world', never catch me with my pants down.
Always been a stand-up guy, I'd rather stand out,
Raf Simons, Stan Smith edition with my bands out,
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, nigga, hands down,
If a nigga put his hands on me, that's a man down.
Trick, what? Pimps up, hoes down, whoa, now!
Slow down, see they runnin' with my old style,
Grow fold, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style,
It's a shame how they low down.
Dirty like Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh!
Trappin' through the speaker, peep the beeper ringer, uh!
Turnin' off phones, just to reach 'em, gotta beep 'em,
I'm a Lord, mothafucka, better greet him if you see him.

[Chorus:]
Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye,
Tell these fuck niggas how you been,
You been crossin' our minds, niggas talk down every now and then
On the side, who gave ‘em style 9 times out of 10?
It was Flacko Jodye!
Flacko Jodye!
Flacko Jodye!
Flacko Jodye!