Letra de Gemstones - A$AP Rocky

(Feat. THOTO, Tommy Revenge)

Snippet from AWGE Fashion Show and CLOUT Festival Performance

GRIM

T-shirt on my head like the Taliban

Riding 'round town in the dollar van

Pretty boy, never been feminine

Pretty boy, but I'm still a gentleman

My boys hop out in the minivan

Leave a nigga shakin' and tremblin'

Stunna boy out in Timberland

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Cornrow like Jim Jones, and I got new gemstones

Cornrow like Jim Jones, and I got new gemstones

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Skinny nigga move like he big-boned

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Pebbles on my neck like Flintstone

Everything's fine by-

Everything's fine by me

Fallin', just follow my lead

When you fallin', just follow my lead

Uh, uh

Back door, back door, uh, uh, he so cutthroat

Word around town got them blue notes

Gluttony, fuck with me, glucose

Poltergeist, hold this ice, step to the light

Me and these rappers, we nothin' alike

Paradise, roll the dice, in a rolodex

Just how my Rollie tick, know my time is next

All these niggas sext, all these bitches pressed

Funny how I'm countin' different checks, on these Puma jets

Kill Bill Hummer look like Puma sweats

Yellin', nah, for real, uh, uh

Nah, for real, uh-huh, uh

Nah, for real, uh, uh

Nah, for real, uh-huh

She callin' me THOTO, I can't hit her back

I hit from the side but I never relax

Fuck what he be sayin', he cap in his raps

Don't play me in Atlanta, I fuck with a mask

Actin' like she want me, that's how I react

Told her I love her, she lie to me back

My number one rule is don't speak and don't chat

So come to my room, you can leave with some rack

I'm not Piru, but a P on my hat

I'm not the Woo, but the B on my back

I'm at the top, they can't see where I'm at

I'm at the top, they can't be where I'm at

Burger like King on the Whopper

Niggas ain't me, they ain't pretty like Flacko

Roll up my weed with no fronto, no problem

I pee and I sleep with revolvers and choppers

PTSD like a trauma survivor

Straight out of Harlem but bumpin' Nirvana

Played in that water, the shark and piranha

Die for Rihanna, my kids, and my momma

Nah, for real, uh, uh

Nah, for real, uh-huh, uh

Nah, for real, uh, uh

Nah, for real, uh-huh, uh

Nah, for real, uh, uh

Nah, for real

Shoutout my boy, it's the GRIM (GRIM)

Reap what you sow, what you reap

Shoutouts my niggas on breach

All of my niggas in reach (It's the GRIM)

This Mar-this Margiela (Yeah, yeah)

This made my bitch jealous (A hundred percent, yeah)

'Preme, the diamonds, the dentist (I need)

AWGE in the jeans, they embellished

Better to ride like the presi', my bitch never settle (Yeah)

I like a popstar, she wan' pop like a kettle (Yeah, uh-huh)

Tick, like, don't tock, you could tell by the bezel

I had to upgrade the bitch right to my level (Yeah)

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