Lyrics Shanghai - A$AP Ant

Shanghai

I’m hot like a stove
My jewelry so cold
She play with her nose
Look at my clothes
Look at my bitch, she got the white toes
She wanna look lavish
I took her to Paris but I can’t do marriage
My shooters they savage
My shooters they shootin'
They pushing with caskets
I went to Coachella
I met a white bitch
Me and her did acid
I’m eating my cabbage
I felt like a Muslim the way that I’m fasting
Niggas be pussy
Niggas be turkey
These niggas be sandwich
I feel like Ginobli
I did a crossover then I left hand it
I get the racks
Just took your bitch, you not getting her back
I get the sack
I get the racks, you not getting the bag
I get the racks
Just took your bitch, you not getting her back
I get the sack
I get the racks, you not getting the bag
I get the racks
Just took your bitch, you not getting her back
I get the sack
I get the racks, you not getting the bag
I get the racks
Just took your bitch, you not getting her back
I get the sack
I get the racks, you not getting the bag
Went to Rodeo, might go to Soho
Kicking this shit just like a dojo
Fuck little shorty, she just wanted a photo
Gucci my socks, underwear Polo
When I pull up man this feel like a car show
Might cop a Benz or a Monte Carlo
When I cop clothes I don’t look at the barcode
Dance with my passport, I been round the globe
NASA my pocket, my pockets can’t hold
Like Lil Baby 4 pockets be full
Diamonds they dripping, they wet like a pool
Went to Ruth’s Chris, man a young nigga full
Like Home Improvement I play with that tool
Since the lunch table a nigga been cool
Green and white 4z when I came back to school
She’s popping that pussy, she sent me the nudes