Turn the music back up
Check it, check it, check it
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
A$AP
I love my supporters, they keep the check in hand
[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
Got Leonardo dough, catch me if you can
And this thing forever, got the game in a padlock
I’m from where kids hustled on the block and rolled cee-lo
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
So every time I get a chance, I’ma bless the fam
Turn the music back up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
I just want somethin’ real, I’m tired of the ass shots
Life was different when they got him for that R.I.C.O
Pull up, pull up, pull up
My generation’s stuck on stupid
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Let’s go
A$AP
You rappers is coocoo, better wake up out your fuckin’ dream
Showin’ guns on the ‘Gram, but no one use it
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Done created a dream world, slept with my dream girl
Now he gettin’ right and our pockets lookin’ chicho
[Outro: A$AP Ferg]
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Couple models gettin’ lit, they the best in France
Turn the music back up
It’s me, the F-E-R to the fuckin’ G

And niggas stay strapped like Girbauds
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Ferg, Ferg
Sometimes I feel like I’m about to lose it
Pull up, pull up, pull up

Check it, check it, check it
Because the fake win when y’all know what the truth is
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
A$AP
[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
Check it, check it, check it
I got with Primo, I’m just pressin’ the cheat code
Check it, check it, check it
This beat hot, I could catch a tan
Turn the music back up
For a couple kilos

Don’t wanna go to the club, I’m tired of them trap spots
Pull up, pull up, pull up

A$AP
[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
What up, what up?
Sippin’ cappuccino on a jet to Cannes
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?

My bars is Gang Starr, nobody can fuck with me
We on a new level with the C-notes
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Primo put the soul in it, I make the track hot
A$AP
Coulda had ’em underground, he was livin’ life illegal
Rest in peace Guru, nobody can fuck with he
A$AP
Donated some uniforms, teach ’em how to have guap
Done went to Africa, talked to the have-nots
Brought mama that new house, diamonds and mean pearls
T-Nice with me week to week though
We had to kill Beijing and next Japan, man
A$AP
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
A$AP
[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
all Mexican My demographic in L.A.
Turn the music back up