Lost and Found Freestyle 2019 Lyrics by A$AP Rocky, Tyler, The Creator & Nigo is latest English song with music also given by The Neptunes. Lost and Found Freestyle 2019 song lyrics are written by Big Sam, Slim Thug, Donnell Prince, Leroy Williams, Clarence Reid, Clint Mansell, T.I., Pharrell Williams, Chad Hugo, Bun B, Willie James Clarke, A$AP Rocky & Tyler, The Creator.
Lost and Found Freestyle 2019 Song Detail
| Song Name: | Lost and Found Freestyle 2019 |
| Singer: | A$AP Rocky, Tyler, The Creator, Nigo |
| Composer: | The Neptunes |
| Lyrics by: | Big Sam, Slim Thug, Donnell Prince, Leroy Williams, Clarence Reid, Clint Mansell, T.I., Pharrell Williams, Chad Hugo, Bun B, Willie James Clarke, A$AP Rocky & Tyler, The Creator |
Lost and Found Freestyle 2019 Lyrics
[Part I]
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, ‘kay, ‘kay, ‘kay, ‘kay, ‘kay
‘kay, ‘kay, ‘kay, ‘kay, ‘kay, okay
A$ap rocky, ni**a
Pretty flacko, ni**a
A$ap s**t, ni**a
I just want my credit like I’m soulja
Camo like rambo, big draco ‘cross the shoulder
I’m fine-tuned on itunes if you shuffle
Test the boy le suess like I came to tune your motor
Motherf**ker, mumble rapper, I’d rather be a mogul
Million dollar market deals closin’ on my mobile
Keep the gra*s cut, got a phobia for cobra
You should low-key f**k the world when I’m vulgar
Man I used to listen to that ni**a when I was younger
Found out he’s a poser when I got a ‘lil older
My bi**h used to model for the vogue, but she older
A truce and a foe, sittin’ ’round watchin’ poker
No buns in the oven, or babies in the stroller
Just guns in the cupboard, and some ladies comin’ over
See I’m a pretty boy, manicures with the rollers
And babushkas on the head, like grandmothers and the roman
Some women throw me bras, some women throw me roses
Might even flash a titty while she on a ni**a shoulders
They goin’ crazy at my shows, she pa*sed out if I noticed her
Yeah, we in the buildin’ ’til the s**t is forced for closure
Yeah, we not the same, I ain’t tryna play it like a lame ni**a
Switch a gang, switch the beat, like the track that’s playin’ (that’s playin’)
[Part ii]
Ayo (woo, woo)
Bi**h, I called you a uber, and that’s the only way I’m giving you payback (yeah)
My s**t nasty like that one ni**a from a$ap
Been ill since I was twelve, was rocky but ended swell
Now say tyler, watch these motherf**kers start ringing bells (ding-dong)
’cause I spit fire, and s**t cold
This s**t so mean, nice rocks and I get stones
This s**t so clean and bright, bold (yeah)
The gold got a grip hold
All these lucky charms like a thick bowl
The diamonds all appraised (ni**a), yeah
Y’all go to avianne and y’all get a lease in that bi**h
My earlobes got them yellow boogers like I sneezed in that bi**h (achoo)
Your 808s is dry, you need to put some grease in that bi**h
And let it sit, ni**a
F**k what you heard
And f**k rap, I make a living off that 4-letter word (golf)
One-stop shop, ni**a, just to sell them shoes
The profit margins lookin’ higher than them airplane views
Y’all getting f**ked in your deals, and they share that lube
I push the cum-colored beamer and the inside blue (skrrrt)
I push an elon too, and the 675
The long tail, like the mane that’s on a$ap lou
Whips, whips, whips, whips, kunta started a fight
The 720 ordered and I still go ride me a bike
But don’t follow in yours (nah), vill behind me in sight (yeah)
My ni**as strictly like 9s, like young mike and his type (pew-pew)
Rip, you better zip that lip and zip up quick
And s**t, he’d probably suck my d**k and kiss his bi**h (mwah)
It’s two sides to each coin, I call heads (heads)
Been countin’ so much goddamn coin, my palm red (uh)
I spend it on some books and some diamonds that shed light
And them hoes shine just like the top of a bald head, ni**a
Hahahahahaha, yeah