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Let It Go
A$AP Ferg Lyrics


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Trap Lord season begins, now repent your sins
This Yamborghini on the motherfuckin' check-in
You know I had to hang-glide through for this one
You know, we at the all-star game right now
Eyes closed (swish) shootin' fade aways from half-court
(Elbow in the rim and all that)
(Y'all still in the D-League doing, uhh, layup drills)
Ya feel me?

Kill a motherfucka with the magnum forty-four
Find a chump slumped, nigga, magnum on the road
Body full of bullets when they found him on the road
Lay a fucker down, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload

Ride Maybachs like Ross (Ugh)
550 Benz four doors
Praying for my niggas, they lost
Dyin' on things, they wolves
Ridin' on a gang that floss
Multiplyin by the gang that bucks
Pull a 9 on anything we spark
Ménage ain't a thing they whores
Pussy so good, need more
Let me get in those drawers
5-0 in the corner store
He heard all them claps with a round of applause
Spit at your back and you lie on the floor
Rat-a-tat-tat and you go see the lord
Bitch like horse, X In Her Pores
Want more sex, all in her jaws
Molly!

Kill a motherfucka with the magnum forty-four
Find a chump slumped, nigga, magnum on the road
Body full of bullets when they found him on the road
Lay a fucker down, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload

I'm grippin' the mac and you under attack
Spit at your back and you takin' a nap
No heart a be pumpin', your body relaxed
You talk to me dumb and that's how I react
One arm in the air like I'm waving a cab
The nine is a bitch and she makin' it clap
I'm palmin' a fifth like I'm givin' a dap
Be ready to scrap when you talk to the Trap
(My condolences)
You are now talking to a boss
Lou Bang still ride in the Porsche
2-thou for the grill, they cost
White gold teeth, no floss
Young trap lord like Doss
Two bitches in the crib, no drawers
She rockin' the mic with her jaws
I call that bitch Nicki Minaj
She pop more pills no cough
When shit get real she stop
Givenchy my bitches
Smoke that life till you niggas see God
Gettin' head in the foreign cars
Get the head from the foreign broads
Hasta la vista, señor
Pussy ass niggas a see Allah
(FERGIE)

Kill a motherfucka with the magnum forty-four
Find a chump slumped, nigga, magnum on the road
Body full of bullets when they found him on the road
Lay a fucker down, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload

So it's like, "Fuckin' Problems," platinum
(Bling, bling) LongLiveA$AP number one album in the country
(Bling blow) sold out tours, what's next?
Trap Lord
Let these motherfuckers have it
Let them know we not playing this year
The limb's never been so relaxed, ever
It's lonely at the top; all this shrimp, nobody to share it with
We ain't trippin' though
Y'all walkin' 'round with wrinkled silks, looking crazy
Pay your dry-cleaning bill and all that (pay that, pay that)
'Cause it's like it ain't even a competition no more

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of the song “Trap Lord season begins, now repent your sins” set the tone for Let It Go by A$AP Ferg. Ferg invites the listener on this song to take a journey into the dark side of trap music. He dropped this track after his debut album release and it became an instant banger. Sonically, the music is characterized by a catchy beat with a strong bassline that delves into the violent world of street gangs. The lyrics tell a story of violence in the streets, guns, drugs, and sex. The opening bars of the song “Kill a motherfucker with the magnum forty-four” stress that Ferg and his crew mean business, and they won’t hesitate to deliver violence to anyone who crosses their path.


In the chorus, Ferg raps that he's down to let it go with a semi or a tech gun, signifying his willingness to engage in warfare with his enemies. He talks about feeling like a boss, rolling in a Maybach, grilling his teeth with cold diamonds, and surrounded by two chicks with no drawers. He also name-checks his mentor A$AP Yams who died in 2015 from a drug overdose when he says, "This Yamborghini on the motherfuckin' check-in." Ferg’s performance on this song is exhilarating, and he demonstrates his ability to draw listeners into his violent world with his rhymes.


Line by Line Meaning

Trap Lord season begins, now repent your sins
A$AP Ferg is announcing the start of his reign as the Trap Lord and calling for his enemies to repent.


This Yamborghini on the motherfuckin' check-in
Ferg is proud of his success and referring to himself as a part of the A$AP Mob.


You know I had to hang-glide through for this one
Ferg is highlighting the effort he has put into his success and identifying himself as a champion.


You know, we at the all-star game right now
Ferg is emphasizing his position at the top of the rap game and comparing it to an all-star game in basketball.


Eyes closed (swish) shootin' fade aways from half-court
Ferg is describing his incredible skill in the rap game by using a basketball analogy.


(Elbow in the rim and all that)
Ferg is emphasizing his dominance and strength by saying he can dunk and hang on the rim with ease.


(Y'all still in the D-League doing, uhh, layup drills)
Ferg is saying that his competition is still in the developmental stage, and he is already at the top.


Ya feel me?
Ferg is asking his listeners if they understand his dominance and status in the rap game.


Kill a motherfucka with the magnum forty-four
Ferg is using violent language to emphasize his power and willingness to harm his enemies.


Find a chump slumped, nigga, magnum on the road
Ferg is describing how he can end someone's life and leave them on the side of the road.


Body full of bullets when they found him on the road
Ferg is describing the consequences of crossing him.


Lay a fucker down, spray it at him then reload
Ferg is describing how he can take someone out with a gun and reload it to kill again.


This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
Ferg is describing his connection to his violent side, nicknamed Fergenstein, and his willingness to let it take over.


The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
Ferg is listing different types of guns he could use to harm someone.


Ride Maybachs like Ross (Ugh)
Ferg is describing his luxurious lifestyle and comparing himself to rapper Rick Ross.


550 Benz four doors
Ferg is describing his luxurious car.


Praying for my niggas, they lost
Ferg is expressing concern for his friends who are not doing well.


Dyin' on things, they wolves
Ferg is describing how his friends are living dangerous lives and may not survive.


Ridin' on a gang that floss
Ferg is describing how he and his group ride on gang members who show off and try to intimidate them.


Multiplyin by the gang that bucks
Ferg is describing how he is not afraid of any gang that tries to intimidate them.


Pull a 9 on anything we spark
Ferg is saying that he pulls out a gun whenever things get heated.


Ménage ain't a thing they whores
Ferg is describing how he can have sex with two women at once without any consequences.


Pussy so good, need more
Ferg is saying that he loves sex and always wants more.


Let me get in those drawers
Ferg is asking a woman to have sex with him.


5-0 in the corner store
Ferg is describing how the police are always watching and can catch anyone doing anything wrong.


He heard all them claps with a round of applause
Ferg is using a metaphor to describe how the sound of his gunshots is like applause for his violent actions.


Spit at your back and you lie on the floor
Ferg is describing how he can kill someone with a surprise attack.


Rat-a-tat-tat and you go see the lord
Ferg is describing the sound of his gun and the consequence of crossing him.


Bitch like horse, X In Her Pores
Ferg is using vulgar language to describe a woman who does drugs and has sex with many people.


Want more sex, all in her jaws
Ferg is saying that this woman wants to have more sex and is willing to perform oral sex on him.


Molly!
Ferg is referencing the drug MDMA, also known as Molly.


I'm grippin' the mac and you under attack
Ferg is describing how he is holding a gun and prepared to harm his enemies.


Spit at your back and you takin' a nap
Ferg is describing how he can take someone out with a surprise attack.


No heart a be pumpin', your body relaxed
Ferg is saying that his enemies will no longer have a beating heart once he kills them.


You talk to me dumb and that's how I react
Ferg is saying that if someone disrespects him, he will react violently.


One arm in the air like I'm waving a cab
Ferg is using a metaphor to describe how he can shoot a gun with one hand and remain in control.


The nine is a bitch and she makin' it clap
Ferg is describing the sound his gun makes and comparing it to a woman's butt cheeks clapping together during sex.


I'm palmin' a fifth like I'm givin' a dap
Ferg is describing how he holds a gun with swagger and compares it to giving someone a handshake.


Be ready to scrap when you talk to the Trap
Ferg is warning people that they need to be prepared for a fight if they disrespect him.


(My condolences)
Ferg is using sarcasm to say that he feels sorry for his enemies who will soon face consequences for crossing him.


You are now talking to a boss
Ferg is asserting his dominance and position as a successful rapper.


Lou Bang still ride in the Porsche
Ferg is describing his friend and fellow A$AP Mob member and how he still drives his luxurious car.


2-thou for the grill, they cost
Ferg is describing how he spent $2,000 on a piece of jewelry for his teeth.


White gold teeth, no floss
Ferg is describing his jewelry and how he takes care of it.


Young trap lord like Doss
Ferg is comparing himself to fellow rapper Doss who is also known for his trap music.


Two bitches in the crib, no drawers
Ferg is bragging about having two women in his house without any clothes on.


She rockin' the mic with her jaws
Ferg is using vulgar language to describe a woman performing oral sex on him.


I call that bitch Nicki Minaj
Ferg is comparing this woman to rapper Nicki Minaj who is known for her sexual lyrics and image.


She pop more pills no cough
Ferg is describing how this woman is not afraid to take drugs.


When shit get real she stop
Ferg is saying that when things get intense, this woman becomes scared and stops participating.


Givenchy my bitches
Ferg is describing how he dresses his women in designer clothes.


Smoke that life till you niggas see God
Ferg is saying that he and his crew smoke lots of weed and sometimes hallucinate.


Gettin' head in the foreign cars
Ferg is describing how he has received oral sex in expensive cars from different countries.


Get the head from the foreign broads
Ferg is describing how he has received oral sex from women of different nationalities.


Hasta la vista, señor
Ferg is using Spanish to say goodbye to his enemies.


Pussy ass niggas a see Allah
Ferg is using violent language to describe what will happen to his enemies when they die.


(FERGIE)
Ferg is emphasizing his name and presence as a successful rapper.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DAROLD DURARD BROWN, VAQUAN WILKINS

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gehmns

Trap Lord season begins, now repent your sins
This Yamborghini on the motherfuckin' check-in
You know I had to hang-glide through for this one
You know, we at the all-star game right now
Eyes closed (swish) shootin' fade aways from half-court
(Elbow in the rim and all that)
(Y'all still in the D-League doing, uhh, layup drills)
Ya feel me?
Kill a motherfucka with the magnum forty-four
Find a chump slumped, nigga, magnum on the road
Body full of bullets when they found him on the road
Lay a fucker down, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
Ride Maybachs like Ross (Ugh)
550 Benz four doors
Praying for my niggas, they lost
Dyin' on things, they wolves
Ridin' on a gang that floss
Multiplyin by the gang that bucks
Pull a 9 on anything we spark
Ménage ain't a thing they whores
Pussy so good, need more
Let me get in those drawers
5-0 in the corner store
He heard all them claps with a round of applause
Spit at your back and you lie on the floor
Rat-a-tat-tat and you go see the lord
Bitch like horse, X In Her Pores
Want more sex, all in her jaws
Molly!
Kill a motherfucka with the magnum forty-four
Find a chump slumped, nigga, magnum on the road
Body full of bullets when they found him on the road
Lay a fucker down, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
I'm grippin' the mac and you under attack
Spit at your back and you takin' a nap
No heart a be pumpin', your body relaxed
You talk to me dumb and that's how I react
One arm in the air like I'm waving a cab
The nine is a bitch and she makin' it clap
I'm palmin' a fifth like I'm givin' a dap
Be ready to scrap when you talk to the Trap
(My condolences)
You are now talking to a boss
Lou Bang still ride in the Porsche
2-thou for the grill, they cost
White gold teeth, no floss
Young trap lord like Doss
Two bitches in the crib, no drawers
She rockin' the mic with her jaws
I call that bitch Nicki Minaj
She pop more pills no cough
When shit get real she stop
Givenchy my bitches
Smoke that life till you niggas see God
Gettin' head in the foreign cars
Get the head from the foreign broads
Hasta la vista, señor
Pussy ass niggas a see Allah
(FERGIE)
Kill a motherfucka with the magnum forty-four
Find a chump slumped, nigga, magnum on the road
Body full of bullets when they found him on the road
Lay a fucker down, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
So it's like, "Fuckin' Problems, " platinum
(Bling, bling) LongLiveA$AP number one album in the country
(Bling blow) sold out tours, what's next?
Trap Lord
Let these motherfuckers have it
Let them know we not playing this year
The limb's never been so relaxed, ever
It's lonely at the top; all this shrimp, nobody to share it with
We ain't trippin' though
Y'all walkin' 'round with wrinkled silks, looking crazy
Pay your dry-cleaning bill and all that (pay that, pay that)
'Cause it's like it ain't even a competition no more



Gabriel

Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore

Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don't care
what they're going to say
Let the storm rage on.
The cold never bothered me anyway

It's funny how some distance
Makes everything seem small
And the fears that once controlled me
Can't get to me at all

It's time to see what I can do
To test the limits and break through
No right, no wrong, no rules for me,
I'm free!

Let it go, let it go
I am one with the wind and sky
Let it go, let it go
You'll never see me cry
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on

My power flurries through the air into the ground
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast
I'm never going back, the past is in the past

Let it go, let it go
And I'll rise like the break of dawn
Let it go, let it go
That perfect girl is gone
Here I stand
In the light of day
Let the storm rage on

The cold never bothered me anyway!



All comments from YouTube:

YourMajestyBeatz

Miss these days … still goes HARD 🔥🔥

YoDawgoneeleven

ferg is probably the best radio-friendly type rapper out there. Takes cliches and just blows them up to the point where they're so absurd they're entertaining and then he picks incredible beats.

Turp entertainment

Shit is iconic. Too underrated. The intro , the carhartt extendo jacket. The quality is crazy even for now. This could pass as an action scene 👌 thank you ASAP mob

RCIII

Love this video, ferg actually doing original and creative stuff just havin fun not like these other rappers out here smh

Brykeb

+EdMisterr lmao

Fukim Nick Goar

***** most of his stuff are about depression

Nada

+EdMisterr "you must dont know:" lol what kind of english is that? and tyler fell off his new shit was ass

Nada

+EdMisterr "you must dont know:" lol what kind of english is that? and tyler fell off his new shit was ass

Rob Lowe

What about Tyler

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AshSlays

I already loved this song, but I love this video much more! No other rappers are doing these types of concepts in their videos! So applause to A$ap Ferg and the entire A$ap Mob or doing something different! Cool vid!

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