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Dis A AP Lyrics[Intro]
(Yeah, you find it in a dream)
Dis a AP (And I'm in a dream)
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(And I'm on the key, yeah) You smokin' that kill, kill, kill
(And this shit for real) Let's go

[Verse 1]
And this shit for real (Yeah, yeah)
And this a free bill (Yeah, yeah)
Huh, I didn't sign no deal (No), I didn't sign no (Yeah, yeah)
I could tell that he smokin' on kill, kill, kill, yeah
Gimme that top bitch, give me that ew (Ooh, yeah)
She gotta rock, she gotta build (Rocks, yeah)
My brother like this, boy back in the fields (Ooh, yeah)
How the fuck is they boutta get in yo' feels? (Ooh)
She gave me that top, yeah, it gave me the chills (Uh)
I Can't miss a bag, yeah i’m tryna get mills (Huh)
And this not Call Of Duty, I'm tryna get Percs (Tryna get percs)
Yeah, we get wavey off this damn surf (Surf, surf)
Yeah, five years ago I was in 'Giela (I was in Margiela, yeah)
Word to that bitch, her name was Angelica (Name was Angelica, yeah)
Why, I spread it so delicate (Spread it so delicate)
I don't talk about no fuckin' politics, I'm not a delegate (Yeah)
Boutta get high right now, yeah, it's time to go celebrate (Not it's my birthday)
Hittin' that bih' from the back, I could tell she not celibate (Huh, huh?; Hey, let's go)
We been inside of an elevator, all I do is elevate (Skrrt; Uh, yeah)
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This not no Hellcat, this is a convertible (Yeah, feelin' them)