Musica de Asap Ant del Genero: Rap Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Rap son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Asap Ant tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Rap, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
Friday Service Lyrics[Intro: A$AP ANT]
Uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh
[Verse 1: A$AP ANT]
I been fuckin' up cars now
I used to ride the Greyhound
Ten toes, stayed down
She tryna chill, I ain't no hookah lounge
I'm in your city, they comin' out
[Verse 2: DAWN 999]
Cartier vision, that's different
Chopper on me, you know that it's rippin'
Rockin' Marni, you know that I'm different
These are Barkleys, ain't rockin' no Pippens
You had a run, but now you finished
I got gold on my neck like a trophy
And I'm playin' my part like a goalie
I need an AP or I need a Rollie
[Verse 3: A$AP ANT & DAWN 999]
Courtside, you sittin' at the nosebleeds
RC, you can't control me
I put a mask on, Mick Foley, oh
You know it say ice like a goalie, yeah
Mike Tyson, I bought me a tiger
Paid in full like Mekhi Phifer
I can't FaceTime, so I gotta Skype her
She got good skin, shorty fire
Just like a plumber, I'ma pipe her
Everything I touch, I got the Midas (Yeah)
Won't believe you tried to fight it (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4: DAWN 999]
Do this shit for my future
You know my bitch cuter
Rockin' Rick Owens, it's newer
I fuck on your bitch like I knew her
And I pulled up slow, I'm sippin' lean some more
I'm chasin' my dreams, completin' my goals
And my bitch look like Ms. Carrie
Slide on the opps, now it's obituary
He ain't gang, had no worries