A$AP Rocky – Jodye Lyrics

Jodye

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"Jodye." - A$AP Rocky

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 12:46 am

Album: LONG.LIVE.A$AP (Deluxe Edition)

Track No: 13

Bitch motherfuckers trying to fake it trill
Sneak diss you just to make a bill, now the world won't take you serious
When I met you, you was painting nails
Leave a motherfucker layin' still, b-bang him with the stainless steel
'Cause I'm making the order, laugh at the altar, pullin' a Lord up
Don't get someone sawed up, your brain in the sawdust, **** is washed up
I bang out in Florida, shoot in Miami, goons out in Georgia
Been to New Orleans, but still a New Yorker, **** the talk of
Town, ****, we bossed up, bounce
But when you talk to the Lord, of course you're forced to
Bow down like a motherfuckin' peasant
Still that pretty motherfucker, and you know Harlem's what I'm reppin', ****
Fuck them other **** 'cause I'm down for my ****
Fuck them other **** 'cause I'm down for my ****
Fuck them other ****, I'll ride for my ****
I'll die for my ****, man, fuck them other ****
Lord, please talk to me, Lord
I am here for you, Lord
Gettin' faded, hair gettin' braided, Sophie sniffed a line of yay
Playin' spades, bumpin' Jimi Hendrix, "Purple Haze"
A 40 to the face, call my homies from around the way
Give me that pussy, I'll be on my way
But grab the Jimmy so the bitch don't get no cash up out me
Pretty ****, I'm a jiggy ****, ask about me
Fuck **** talkin' trash about me
But you know I tote a gauge, it can make any problem go away
Talkin' Jay, talkin' Ye, that mean you **** talkin' cray
Razor blade across your face, I fix my face then walk away
I guess then there's nothin' more to say
Trill **** to the death, whether Hell or the pearly gates
I think back to my early days, whippin' and pinchin' that broad dough
It's a bit different now, switchin' and flippin' that raw flow
Substance get me higher, reefer and some fire
The devil is a liar, biased preachers shall retire
Jesus walked on water, I'm preachin' to the choir
Long live A$AP, now bow to your Messiah, bitch
Let the Lords toast with the Lords, toast to the Lords
When come gods, come Lords
Lords, Lords
Lords! Oh, Lord!
Toast to the Lords!
As we live this day, please pray for us
When comes the saints, comes the evils
Brings the Lords

Writer(s): Rakim Mayers & Joey Fatts.

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