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PERFORMING ARTISTS
AG Club
AG Club
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A$AP Ferg
A$AP Ferg
Writer
Jahan Jayubo-Williams
Jahan Jayubo-Williams
Songwriter
Luis García Guillén
Luis García Guillén
Songwriter
Damarcuz Henderson
Damarcuz Henderson
Songwriter
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
AG putting on for the 9-9's and the 2000's
Can't take us nowhere 'cause we too violent
When we step out we too wildin'
Got two fits on 'cause I'm too stylin'
AG Sugar Free, bitch
[Verse 2]
Let them know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
Let them know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
Let them know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
Let them know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
[Verse 3]
Got a couple 10's, 20's, and 50s
Can that cover up your scar?
She attackin' what I'm packin'
Tryna fuck a rockstar
If a **** trippin' with it
Let me know, so we can spar
I'm high steppin' over opps
While I'm smokin' on that hard
I need a super crazy, buss it baby
Smokin' on that extra lazy
Still screaming, "Fuck you, pay me!"
Please don't try to educate me
AG never hesitatin'
Ridin' in that old Mercedes
I ain't got no registration
Hotbox with no ventilation
Bitch, I'm climbing floors to set the score
I need that AG tour
Bitch, you nice for what? I'm mad as fuck
I need 100 more
I need a bunch of gore
I shoot a slasher film with all the whores
We grew up cold and sore
Hop off the steps 'cause we ain't have a porch
I'm movin' to the north, I'm on the court, I'm dropping **** off
I'm 'bout to pop the cork 'cause since the stork, my shit been poppin' off
My windows tinted, bitch, I'm rolling lifted in this autobot
Is this shit hot or not? I know this hot 'cause Louis made it knock, bitch
[Verse 4]
Let them know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
Let them know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
Let them know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
Let them know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
[Verse 5]
I let 'em know, I let 'em know
I'm good, anywhere I go
I'm good, everywhere I show
Why she make a cameo?
Why she put my city on?
Make it back to Mexico
All those times I always doubted
But I knew I wanted more
I was born young at the wrong time
But I worked hard, yeah, full time
Worked hard on my grind
Can't stop me this war time
Still shined on my time
It's, fuck love, fuck peace signs
Fuck you and your bloodlines
I'm getting what's all mine
[Verse 6]
I got 50's, 40's, 30's, 20's
I was born to be a star
Ford Explorer on Forgiatos
Know my mama love that car
And I'm counting all of my sins
'Fore that rapture blow, we part
Rollin' big fingers with Benji
And he askin', "Where do we start?"
And he askin' what we chasin'
Tryna shake back and be great
Feelin' vacant, needing maintenance
He said watch the breaths that you take
I'm so glad that Manny ain't fake
I'm so glad Jabbarr stayed down
I'm so glad that Derek ain't hate
It's like ten heads in this crown, yeah
[Verse 7]
Know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
Let them know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
Let them know, let these **** know
Let these **** know
Let them know, let these **** know
[Verse 8]
Never seen before
Never seen before
Never seen before, just let them know that this some shit
That they ain't never seen before
[Verse 9]
Never seen before
Never seen before
Never seen before just let them know that this some shit
That they ain't never seen before
[Verse 10]
Never seen before
Never seen before
Never seen before
Never seen before
Written by: A$AP Ferg, Babyboy, Damarcuz Henderson, Luis García Guillén, NLE Choppa
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