OG Beeper - A$AP Rocky

Uh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh

Why he move his hands all around like a rapper? uh

Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper? uh

(Testing, testing, uh-huh, listen)

My whole life I just wanted to be a rapper

Then I grewed up and the boy became a rapper

And my older sister made me wear the golden wrapper

She said, "Watch out, 'cause you know the hoes will trap ya"

To the block—to—to—to the block

To the block, ayy, ayy, ayy

Don't know why

To the block—to—to—to the block

Word, word, word, word, word, word

Got my first pager, that was 1998

Sneaking, talking to my girlfriend way up late (Hello)

Mama on the mothafuckin' line, "Boy, you cray"

I was trappin' since a young nigga by the way

Back, way back then, boy, I was a different dude (Dude)

Standing on the corner like I ain't got shit to do (Do)

Nowadays (uh-huh) feelin' like I ain't got shit to prove (To prove)

All the beef is lookin' minuscule (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And I modeled Dior, but I'm still a rapper (Yeah)

Took a little detour, but I'm still a rapper (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Used to be a D-boy but I'm still a rapper

My whole life I was livin' like a trapper (Trapper)

Shacked next to Casanova, locked up on the island

I don't brag about it 'cause it never really matter

Knew that I would never go back, don't hold back

Just shine my golden teeth

Just throw my dubs sack, that boof pack

That specimen, I could beef with OG beepers, nigga

Uh, posted on the corner like a trapper, uh

Why he move his hands all around like a rapper? Uh

Why he move his pants up and down like a scrapper? Uh

Uh, uh, uh-huh (testing, testing, testing)

All I ever wanted was some money and some jewels (Jewels)

Pray my YouTube reach a hundred million views (Million)

Pray I make a little extra cash for my dudes (Dudes)

Like all she ever wanted was some ass for her boobs

Sneaking, uh, why she freaky? (Freaky) Uh, why she geeking?

Uh, when she see me (See me) why she kinky? Uh

Why she wanna be my— (I don't know why, nigga)

Twenty years later and God still ain't make no errors (Make it)

You could be authentic, it's just living trial and error (You gotta take it)

Sitting in the cell, just from snitching on your cello-phone

But cozy beeper all I needed (Hello) OG beeper all I needed (Hello)

My whole life I just wanted to be that nigga (Nigga)

All my ex-hoes, they was turning into strippers (Bitch)

Then the whole time they was fucking other niggas (What)

I paid no mind, I'm like fuck them other niggas (Fuck 'em)