A$AP Rocky - Tim Westwood Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Asap Rocky] We use to wear rugged boots now it's all tailored suits Audemars piguets for my criminal recruits Champagne flutes, bumpin' rhythm and the blues Partner made bad moves, he might end up in the news Or end up in the tombs or living in the boondocks Riding by the rules i'll abide by it soon See the situation we sophisticated goons Know you live by the gun then you die by it too n***as call me prophecy, swagging and philosophies White on white wagon call that motherf**er Socrates Rat a** n***a, fighting for a block of cheese Catch me out in China stunning yea I'm about my guapanese Shoe game serious so serious, bop her knees n***as say I'm blessed my bad I forgot to sneeze They your reasons though b**h I got some tissues for your issues tell 'em blow this (Westwood what's good man?) [Verse 2: Asap Rocky] She just started to pop it for ??? in the back and tell me baby I'm trill I started to smack it and enjoy it and I'm lovin' the way that it feel Chilling it with Westwood And you know she like to get me cause I s** good After that, we go in London town and shut it down All my UGK the kings of the underground Rollie and parolees, and parolees wanna stroll me Woly woly holy, woah camoly b**hes blow me n***as do all my dirt by my lonely, and you tony You phony Toni baloney, I'm pimpin' macaroni I swear, Sony, play em like a Playstation n***as think they taint hatin', I don't give a f** I stay makin' Don't let that tec, hit you in yo neck, came for that respect Gimme the check, with some set b**hes, all dank on that debt And they sipping and they drinking on that nectar Swear I get these b**hes with the heckler And I'm chilling with my n***a Westa Tim Westwood from the Westwood And I come through in your neck woods In your neck of the woods, in the neck of the hood, in naked goods And they givin' me goods on my wood