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A$AP Ferg – Mask Lyrics

Mask Lyrics By A$AP Ferg

(Hit-Boy)
Yeah, yeah, uh (Yeah)
(Coo-coo, hoo, hoo, hoo) Uh
(G. Ry got me) Oh

She got a weave, pull it back ’til we’re arching her back
Hope the digital dash don’t crash, yeah (Yeah)
I got a teeth full of stacks and a ring full of racks
And I flex with the Rick Owens mask, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And my team hold a MAC and a beam go brrat-tat-tat-tat
Shit, right through your back, yeah (Right)
You niggas sippin’ on Act’, yeah (Right)
You niggas need to relax, yeah (That’s right)
W-w-weave, pull it back ’til we’re arching her back
Hope the digital dash don’t crash, yeah (Yeah)
I got a teeth full of stacks and a ring full of racks
And I flex with the Rick Owens mask, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And my team hold a MAC and a beam go brrat-tat-tat-tat (Come on)
Shit, right through your back, yeah (Yeah)
You niggas sippin’ on Act’, yeah (Right)
You niggas need to relax, yeah (That’s right)

Diamonds appealing, I stack to the ceiling
My Jeep is the new Maybach, yeah (Woo)
Grinding, I’m winning, achieving all of this cream
I never relax, yeah (Come on)
Can’t wake up, I’m livin’ the dream (Yeah)
I been on the scene, got all of these plaques, yeah (Yeah)
You niggas sippin’ on Act’, yeah (Woo)
You niggas need to relax, yeah (Hoo, hoo, hoo)
[?]
Hundred or more to perform at your club
Got a couple stacks and I’m throwin’ these dubs
Got a model bitch and she giving me dubs
Girl from the South with the big butt
Sipping on the Henny, have you had enough?
Pockets is filthy, can’t never clean up
My niggas is eatin’, we got the big gust
Strapped from the mud
We mop like the [?] on the bus
My niggas, they aim and they bust
And if it bust, the violence no stranger to us
Go out with your face in the dust, straight in the dust
My niggas be caking these dubs
My niggas in love with the lust (In love with the lust)
You niggas faking the love
I see this shit right through your mug (Through the mug)

She got a weave, pull it back ’til we’re arching her back
Hope the digital dash don’t crash, yeah
I got a teeth full of stacks and a ring full of racks
And I flex with the Rick Owens mask, yeah
And my team hold a MAC and a beam go brrat-tat-tat-tat
Shit, right through your back, yeah
You niggas sipping on Act’, yeah
You niggas need to relax, yeah
Weave, pull it back ’til we’re arching her back
Hope the digital dash don’t crash, yeah (Rrah)
I got a teeth full of stacks and a ring full of racks
And I flex with the Rick Owens mask, yeah
And my team hold a MAC and a beam go brrat-tat-tat-tat
Shit, right through your back, yeah
You niggas sippin’ on Act’, yeah (Coo-coo)
You niggas need to relax, yeah

[?] to my asscrack
Nigga told me, “Girl, you could have that” (Yeah)
Told that motherfucker, “Duh, I deserve that” (Uh-huh)
‘Cause I’m spendin’ them racks like I got that (Got that, got that)
Ass really tight, fat, I could stash that (Damn)
Every check I get, I could cash that (Yeah)
Throw it back like one, two, three (Alright, alright)
Watch a nigga tap out like we was on WWE (Come on)
Like a home invasion, I ain’t baby-making
Gotta go and get this bag, I’m really chasing
All this money, changing all these titles
All my bitches out here, we some fucking rivals
If you hiding, nigga, we gon’ really find you
You forgot my name, well, let me remind you
I ain’t got no time ’cause these niggas lying
Cop some diamonds for this watch, we really shining
Margiela mask on like I’m Ye going crazy at the Yeezy tour
Lady fur catsuit and I’m sending signs out like a Ouija board (That’s right)
Waterfall between my legs, nigga texting me saying he wanna see me more
But I’m too turnt up with the game and we out busting [?]

She got a weave, pull it back ’til we’re arching her back
Hope the digital dash don’t crash, yeah
I got a teeth full of stacks and a ring full of racks
And I flex with the Rick Owens mask, yeah
And my team hold a MAC and a beam go brrat-at-at-at
Shit, right through your back, yeah (Right)
You niggas sipping on Act’, yeah (Right)
You niggas need to relax, yeah (That’s right)
She got a weave, pull it back ’til we’re arching her back
Hope the digital dash don’t crash, yeah
I got a teeth full of stacks and a ring full of racks
And I flex with the Rick Owens mask, yeah
And my team hold a MAC and a beam go brrat-at-at-at
Shit, right through your back, yeah (Right)
You niggas sipping on Act’, yeah (Right)
You niggas need to relax, yeah (That’s right)