On My Way To Jummah lyrics

[Intro]
(AR, AR)
(Ayy, Manny, this joint crank fool)

[Chorus: A$AP ANT]
Backseat in the Benz, in my element
Way that I step, my footprint like an elephant
I cannot stand that b*tch, said she was celibate
Stripper b*tch ass like a apple, she Cinnamon
Everyday wake up, I purple my medicine
Cannot compare me, there ain't no comparison
Yellow Margiela on feet, they limited
Owner sh*t, these n*ggas visitin'

[Bridge: A$AP ANT]
I'm overseas fashion week with a model
Colombian transport and sh*t like I'm Pablo
P's on a private jet, feel like I'm Rylo

[Verse 1: Lulu P]
My P-O-J in a bend
I scoop yo' b*tch, let it pop slow
Cayеnne P in that 6-5
b*tches talk slick, let thе glick slide
Riding drophead rocking Rick vibes
I'm a motherf*ckin' demon lookin' criticized
I am not the [?] b*tch ass
I'm the motherf*ckin' truth, I ain't lied to
If I had the time, I'd ride too
Put the ism on a b*tch, have her lookin' for me
Boy, you a b*tch, she ain't lookin' for you
Hmm, I bought the AR with the P
I told the b*tch y'all for the fee
[Verse 2: A$AP ANT & Lulu P]
Bape on me, know that sh*t's unreleased
Exclusive, it's coming from Japanese
Pushed out the whip, 'bout to enter the key
I pull out the pillow, she get on her knees
Hmm, I'm smokin Za with exotic flow
I can't be there if it's not a gun
b*tch, you might be the two, I'm the one
I switched the stick to a honey bun

[Chorus: A$AP Ant]
Backseat in the Benz, in my element
Way that I step, my footprint like an elephant
I cannot stand that b*tch, said she was celibate
Stripper b*tch ass like a apple, she Cinnamon
Everyday wake up, I purple my medicine
Cannot compare me, there ain't no comparison
Yellow Margiela on feet, they limited
Owner sh*t, these n*ggas visitin'