Mad Man - A$AP Ferg, Playboi Carti

Whatchu know man it’s A$AP, nigga

It’s ASAP nigga stop all that goofy shit

Nigga, fuck yo squad nigga

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Spent 50k on the Rollie

She brought it and my bitch broke it

She sayin' she ain’t even notice

But her pussy wet like the ocean

Ayy

(Swim, swim, swim)

(Margiela, Mad Man!)

Master Bruce, yeah I’m the coldest

Master Bruce, yeah I’m the coldest

Margiela and that Rick Owens

I’m fucking her friend and she know it

Margiela, mad

My jewelry stone cold like Steve Austin

Don’t care for no bitch we just toss 'em

Millionaire, still live in Harlem

(Uh, yeah)

There in your hood

Riding up to a bodega

Fergie 'gone blow like Omega

This ain’t no game, like ain’t no SEGA

Even though that beef old I don’t care

I will not fuck with the Raiders

Second deal out with Adidas

Fergie done got him a sneaker

Making a bitch sing like Aretha

I’m fucking your bitch when you eat her

You cuffing that bitch like you need her

Yamborghini with Aaliyah

Rest in peace until I see ya

(Margiela, mad… man!)

Yuh, yuh, yuh

Poppin' these pills in my coupe

I’m on the roof, move like I’m Batman

Um, damn, what

Margiela madman

(Margiela, mad!)

Ooh, ooh, ooh

These niggas they stealing my flow, talking bout huh

I’m stealing your hoe

Take her to the pad

She getting lit, she tryna suck on the dick

She wanna suck on this dick, suck like a tick

Suck like a tick, suck on this shit

Give her to clique

Give em the clip

Get on your knees, pray for the dick

Pray for this shit, pray for the clique, pray for my niggas

I got my hand on the trigger, I got my hand on her pussy

All of these niggas they pussy

He run away like a wuss

I got the paper like books

I can’t pull up bitch I’m booked

Walked in that bitch and the bitches they looked

All of these niggas, these niggas they shook

29 hop on the tour, watch this lil boss while I make a lil call

Nigga, fuck yo squad

A$AP nigga