[Intro: Barthel] You've got a of diamonds And a pocket full of
[Verse 1: A$AP Comic book and guns, comic books and Watchin' Power, Belly Ghost Tommy Bunns I'ma conquer I vision, bet my time gon' come I'm with a Tommy gun Paparazzi pop up my mami from Prolly hit a lobby my posse drunk on Bacardi, take a shot of rum Pissin' in the elevator, don't give a fuck Gold grill, black mask, ain't switchin' up niggas called me Diddy, I was wreakin' havoc Threw the Glock up in the river, it was too I'm a shooter, fuck my sneaker Fantasize a week on acids Spazzin' the reefer's passin'
[Chorus: Sarah Barthel & A$AP Mothafucka, know what I'm talkin' You've got a mouth full of Oh, and a heart that's made of With a mouth full of And a pocket full of Oh, his was made of stone Pockets full of secrets, know what I'm got a mouth full of diamonds Oh, and we all here to go Life is you make it And a full of secrets Know I'm talkin' 'bout? Go, go, oh
2: A$AP Rocky] Fancy teeth and jeans, teeth and jeans I've some shit you wouldn't believe that made me leave the scene Appreciate the late rappers, the way rappers I think back to backpackers and the cappers 'Cause now I rappers, hate today's rappers Hate these fake rappers, lame closet gangsta (uhh) rappers And shout outs my nigga Riley, Gangstalicious? It was gangstas kissin' gangstas if you paid Before my shit was even out you couldn't to get it But now the shit I'm puttin' out make you think to get it Take a minute, God's present I'm way too gifted So album fuck around and make you wait 'til Christmas
[Chorus: Sarah Barthel & Rocky] Mothafucka, know what I'm talkin' You've got a mouth full of Oh, and a that's made of gold With a mouth full of And a full of secrets Oh, his eyes was of stone Pockets of secrets, know what I'm sayin'? got a mouth full of diamonds Oh, and we all here to go is what you make it And a pocket full of Know what I'm talkin' Go, go, oh