Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song JD, artist - A$AP Rocky.
Date of issue: 25.05.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
JD |
— Yo, what’s your name, young blood? |
What they call you? |
— Well I got, I got, James, Jimmy or Byron Dean |
— Yeah, I’ve been feeling that really JD swag lately man |
Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece |
Bust my Glock to ensure that all you niggas rest in peace (Alright!) |
Uh, Schwarzenegger I, straight slaughter niggas |
I’m offin' niggas, screaming off with niggas' heads |
They all surrender, better call for niggas |
Come at all you niggas heads, talk 'em off a ledge |
I’m arguing with 'em, I’m done talking with 'em |
I order coffins for 'em, call the coroner for 'em |
Get a comforter for 'em, I did all you niggas' beds |
I want all you niggas dead (Yeah!) |
You want oil nigga money, royalness, and bread |
Royalties instead of rollies for your boys, but loyalty is dead (Grrr! Yeah!) |
Now I’m only up again |
Kick… kick a man while he’s down |
Looks dead; |
can’t be safe to say it |
Everybody’s getting punished |
Looking down to sell with you, how have you been? |
Probably an undercover, had them undercovers with you |
People buying and selling for you |
I’ll only sell with you if you’re blind to sell |
Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye stepped up in this piece (Booyah!) |
Bust my Glock to ensure that all you niggas rest in peace (Bop, bop, bop, |
alright) |
Rep my block, quick to draw on all you niggas if there’s beef (That's right, |
booyah!) |
Blow your spot |
better pray to Lord this shit don’t hit the streets |
Jimmy Dean |
(Alright!) |