Pissy Staircase (feat. A$AP Rocky)

I wrote a album, in them pissy staircases Champagne, in them pissy staircases Made a fortune, in them pissy staircases There's hieroglyphics, in them pissy staircases I saw a body, in them pissy staircase In a pissy staircase, where pussy nigga get chased Lil tay tripping, when his mother sold us 2k, for some k2 On his born day Shit different When you hit it, hit different I think it's base, or either laced Either way You a chump, like a rum snatcher My style punk, and I punk rappers I dump blunts, like they don't matter I double cup, all my nutcrackers I bust my nut, can't give a fuck, who she fuck after I'm down to fuck, bust my luck, like what the fuck happen I press my luck, like what the fuck Yea Hey man, Imma shoot the damn, dice You understand, Imma shoot 'em? And, Imma send everyone of you, motherfuckers home, broke Shoot 'em I remember baking, in them pissy staircases Even bitches catching fades, wigs and messy laces I could give a buck 50, so they say I'm two faced I just spit it, like my tooth aching Pissy staircases Champagne, in them pissy staircases Made a fortune, in them pissy staircases It's hieroglyphics, in them pissy staircases Zero probability Hustle with the chances Murder, my vicinity Magic, my facility Tools, cut utility Greek freak, ability Galileo, star struck Hard times, hard luck Now they want, the guard up Time to floor, the car up Hop out, pop out College boy, dropout Glock out, knockout Post up, and box out Toast up, with knots out Close up, then pop up Froze up, his hide out Rock on it, rock out New dimensional New principle Old money, on the visual Till infinity, for my criminals, and my sentinels Pissy staircases Champagne, in them pissy staircases Made a fortune, in them pissy staircases There's hieroglyphics, in them pissy staircases