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Performed By: OpticalIllusion & Monotone
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: David Desautel, Phontane Lee




OpticalIllusion & Monotone - Asap Lyrics




It's a hard ass body that just walked up in the room
Fresh ass neck, the diamonds drip picked from the lagoon
And I'm sick with the ink like infected tattoos
It's one love, but them two-threes is branded on my shoes
Keep a fresh zip so I'm stinkin' like gorilla glue
And a full clip so now I got a reason being rude
Tell me what you want, ain't never been mistaken for a fool
Always set the mood under my girl don't need no elbow room
Thought I fell in love, it was the pussy that I fell into
And the memories with me and you, crashin' the laughin'
Saliva like salvia I'm spittin' up spasms
Figured out you hate me now it's lights cameras action
Every time you see me man I'm striking, flashin'

(Yea)
Wakin' up cold with no food in my stomach
I'm looking for a job same shit same puppet
Thought you could run it, you'll never get away
Life ain't fair f*ck it run it anyway
This them brand new chains can't move can't stray
You really wanna see it but they told you to stay (Stay)
And that's what you'll do, a sheep to a shepherd sounds just like you
I keep a knuckle cracked every inch that I move
I'm a motherf*ckin' pharoah feeling locked in a tomb, boom
Sounds light up the room, I break out the box then it's time to consume
All these melancholy melon f*cks and gas em' with perfume
It's that doomsday clip size loaded to the moon
Bust and I shoot, watch where you move, it could be you hoe

If I transmit it's gon' rip through your mental
Don't try to bite my style or Ima rip through your dental

Ima pick apart a rapper down, shred through potential
Runnin' feeling wild livin' on some instrumentals

Since middle school been on point with this pencil
Respect it or he gon' get real disrespectful

You gon' disrespect the kid we gon' slap you in your face
Lil boy's not shit you got nothing left to say

Elevated, why you niggas bow to the most hated I ain't ancient
But when you niggas gone, there ain't no savin

You don't need to say it you can suck this dick
I'm the sickest on your ticket you ain't make my list like
One two three you're four, my list top three ha-ha I swore
Click it for a photo anything you wish, I'm the sickest on your ticket you ain't make my List
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It's a hard ass body that just walked up in the room
Fresh ass neck, the diamonds drip picked from the lagoon
And I'm sick with the ink like infected tattoos
It's one love, but them two-threes is branded on my shoes
Keep a fresh zip so I'm stinkin' like gorilla glue
And a full clip so now I got a reason being rude
Tell me what you want, ain't never been mistaken for a fool
Always set the mood under my girl don't need no elbow room
Thought I fell in love, it was the pussy that I fell into
And the memories with me and you, crashin' the laughin'
Saliva like salvia I'm spittin' up spasms
Figured out you hate me now it's lights cameras action
Every time you see me man I'm striking, flashin'

(Yea)
Wakin' up cold with no food in my stomach
I'm looking for a job same shit same puppet
Thought you could run it, you'll never get away
Life ain't fair f*ck it run it anyway
This them brand new chains can't move can't stray
You really wanna see it but they told you to stay (Stay)
And that's what you'll do, a sheep to a shepherd sounds just like you
I keep a knuckle cracked every inch that I move
I'm a motherf*ckin' pharoah feeling locked in a tomb, boom
Sounds light up the room, I break out the box then it's time to consume
All these melancholy melon f*cks and gas em' with perfume
It's that doomsday clip size loaded to the moon
Bust and I shoot, watch where you move, it could be you hoe

If I transmit it's gon' rip through your mental
Don't try to bite my style or Ima rip through your dental

Ima pick apart a rapper down, shred through potential
Runnin' feeling wild livin' on some instrumentals

Since middle school been on point with this pencil
Respect it or he gon' get real disrespectful

You gon' disrespect the kid we gon' slap you in your face
Lil boy's not shit you got nothing left to say

Elevated, why you niggas bow to the most hated I ain't ancient
But when you niggas gone, there ain't no savin

You don't need to say it you can suck this dick
I'm the sickest on your ticket you ain't make my list like
One two three you're four, my list top three ha-ha I swore
Click it for a photo anything you wish, I'm the sickest on your ticket you ain't make my List
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Writer: David Desautel, Phontane Lee
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