Asap Rocky - Who Next Feat Juicy J Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah-yeah
I don't chat
Aha

My bitch ass so fat, it be hittin' me back
My bitch thighs so fat, I could sit on her lap
My garage so packed, Benz on Benz back to back (Benz)
I'm bringing back that crunchy black, project pat and la chat

Crunchy black nigga, we don't chat, nigga
We don't rap nigga, fendi facts, that's a fact, nigga
That's some facts and some rap, come in action-packed
Black on black, fendi black, what did I say?
That's a fact, ah, I don't lack, ah
Check my stats, ah, it's more than rap, ah
Off the matte, ah, but now I'm back, ah
It's all that chat, fuck you say? Where they at?
My bitch stack so thick, half of that, give me back
My bitch calves so rich, fuck a rat, piggyback
To my sections so lit, twenty chicks, fifty rack
She blow the bag so quick, like gimme this, gimme that, bitch
Keep the backpack raps, I'm like kendrick and cole
Ain't you niggas is different, y'all like bitches and hoes
Put them work in the corner just to fit in them clothes
Never fit and never since I used to sit in the cold
Had the vision before, yeah, the vision was gold
I'ma pimp and a stroll, fuck your bitch in my row
I ain't no afrojack, I'm more like aloe blacc
Bitch, I need dollars

My bitch ass so fat, it be hittin' me back (go flacko, go flacko)
My bitch thighs so fat, I could sit on her lap (go flacko, go flacko)
My garage so packed, Benz on Benz back to back (go flacko, go flacko)
I'm bringing back that crunchy black, project pat and la chat (go flacko, go flacko, bitch)
(Shut the fuck up)

Ah, yeah
In the gym like I'm hercules
Keep the circle strong like im circulis
No squares with us, that's isosceles
That's the old money, like it's obsolete
More money than monopoly
Get awarded money the new nominee
On the honor roll no cap and gown
Slow your roll, keep the cappin' down
Play your holy down, now they claiming that they know you now
All the naysayers that ain't see it in you wanna show you how they believed it and support you now and shit, shit
It's unfortunate and shit, shit
Read 'em like a fortune, want a piece of the fortune
All the fast money, it will slow you down
Need a Bad Bunny just to hold me down
And a babes bunny just to walk around with
Walk around the whole town for me
No cab money, no backlit
Won't act funny, just cheese cake
And bag money on the bag end and it's back money
I'm into her so there so such thing as bad press or bad money
On that note, I'm good money
My hood bitch do my [?] for me
Bad bitch got a tat' on me
Told her next time better tat' money
No funny money, no al bundy
I ain't no afrojack, I'm more like aloe blacc
Bitch, I need dollars

My bitch ass so fat, it be hittin' me back (go flacko, go flacko)
My bitch thighs so fat, I could sit on her lap (go flacko, go flacko)
My garage so packed, Benz on Benz back to back (go flacko, go flacko)
I'm bringing back that crunchy black, project pat and la chat (go flacko, go flacko, bitch)
(Shut the fuck up)