Telephone Calls

作词 : A$AP Rocky/Malcolm Lawson-Stribling/Tyler Gregory Okonma/Jordan Carter/Asa Asuncion/Antonio Marangolo/Massimo Morante/Fabio Pignatelli/Claudio Simonetti

作曲 : A$AP Rocky/Malcolm Lawson-Stribling/Tyler Gregory Okonma/Jordan Carter/Asa Asuncion/Antonio Marangolo/Massimo Morante/Fabio Pignatelli/Claudio Simonetti

A$AP Rocky:

Brr, brr, brr, brr

Ring, ring, ring, postman

Who this?

(Nash effect)

A$AP Rocky:

Telephone call from Yung Carti, said it's lit

Call the young lord A$AP Bari, he legit (Moneybag)

And the young boy Ian Connor off the shxt (Young Lord)

Fxxkin' with them boys out of Harlem or the 6

This is Gosha

Man, I pay for pxssy? No sir

Ridin' coaster

Roller coaster, chauffeur

Playboi Carti:

I got money bags

I'ma bag your bxtch, I'ma buy your bxtch(I got money bags, turn up, turn up)

I'ma cash this shxt, I'ma cash this shxt(I got money bags, turn up, turn up)

Cash Carti, bxtch, Cash Carti, bxtch(Carti, Carti)

You can have this shxt, you can have this shxt(What you want, yo?)

A$AP Rocky:

Godfather rap, nappy plaits to the back

James Brown swag, Papa's got a brand-new bag

And I don't know how to act

On or off the record, might go axe

Harlem back up on the map

True New York will knock the Apple out you Jacks

Pop your Snapple cap, pop facts

Gucci and Dior biddin' wars

Who wore the piece before they hit the floor?

Not even shxt you see overseas in stores

Who else but me? I know you seen the Forbes

Commend your boy, I been the Lord

Holy tabernacle, Mister Smack-Your-Favorite-Rapper

Greedy for the fat guy's platter

Killin' nixxas even though black lives matter

Weak stomach, flow make 'em throw up

Steppin' stones, I'm your stepfather

Tell Tyler, better step his flow up

Mix the pour up with the Pepsi Cola

Nextel or the Motorola

Young nixxa prolly never grow up

Postman with the telephone, uh

A$AP Rocky:

Ring, ring, ring, postman

Who this?

Tyler, the Creator:

Fxxk with Taco, fxxk with Jasper

Fxxk with Lionel, man that shit is gon' get sketchy

Shirt is striped, my shorts are short

My Vans are Vans 'cause Tyler does not fxxk with Giuseppe

Fxxk the Gucci, fxxk the Raf

And fxxk the swag and all that other shxt they wearin'

Fxxk the Rolls and fxxk the 'Rari

Fxxk the Lambo', Tyler only ride McLaren

Nixxas think they really on because they trappin'

Made about like 30 thousand

Fxxk the party, threw the carnival

Attendance this year was like 30 thousand

Shoppin', ballin', opal fire diamonds shinin'

Make sure my sapphire's glistenin'

Make the shxt, I wear the shxt

They cop the shxt, it's Golf, you bxtch, you nixxas trippin'

I'm a businessman, you ain't never been the man

Nixxa tax bracket changed, like have you seen my home?

Crib got a tennis court

Get my Venus and Serena on

Golf in this bxtch, better ring the doctor

Ambulance come when I hit the scene

That boy flier than a bag of bees

I got my flowers, life's a jeweler

Diamond, fingers size of a tumor

He's a genius, have you heard the rumors?

He's a winner, no not a loser

Fxxk passin' blunts, pass my nixxas' opportunities

Goddamn, I'm hot, man, I'm not scared to freeze

January, Hawaiian shirts

Boy this weather ain't got a thing on me

Where's the mirror? I'm that nixxa

Kunta ain't got much shxt on me

'Cause I'm a master, I hit my own back

To be like, "Y'all boys, my nixxa"

Fxxk that, it's Golf, bxtch

Yung Gleesh&A$AP Rocky:

Doin' it for Yams, ayy, ayy

I used to do it for the grams, ayy, ayy

That's been way before Instagram, ayy, ayy

I used to serve it to your mans, ayy

Postman, who this?

Walk, Gleesh, walk, walk, walk

Walk, Gleesh, walk, walk, walk

Walk, Gleesh, walk, walk, walk

Walk, Gleesh, walk, walk, walk

Walk, Gleesh, walk, walk, walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk

Walk, walk, walk, walk