Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2
A$AP Rocky Lyrics
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Yeah (Lord Pretty Flacko, nigga)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (woo, woo)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah
Who the jiggy nigga with the gold links?
Got me reminiscin' 'bout my old day
Three 6, suck a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day (woo)
Boomin' out the trap through the hallway
Tell me what you niggas know about it
Auntie sayin' turn it down, or she finna call the cops
We be plottin' on the opps, she the one who got the drop
Just a free, quick fix, to the A and it's okay
They gon' take me back to my old ways
I was tryna chill, poppin' seals ever since I got a deal
Kick it with my model chick
Sip Cris, fuck niggas wanna diss
Now I gotta let 'em know who's really trill
Lord Pretty Flacko, Jodye
Tell these fuck niggas, how you been?
You can crossing our minds, niggas talk down every now and then
On the side, gettin' styled 9 times out of 10
It was, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko Jodye
I ain't never lookin' for no handouts
Broke ass niggas never helpin' but they hands out
Find out where the fuck nigga live then we camp out
Screamin', "Fuck the world", never catch me with my pants down
Always been a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
Raf Simons, Stan Smith edition with my bands out
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands down
If a nigga put his hands on me, that's a man down
Trick what? Pimps up, hoes down
Woah now, slow down
See they runnin' with my old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style
It's a shame how they low down
Dirty like Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
Trappin' through the speaker, peep the beeper ringer, uh
Turnin' off phones, just to reach 'em, gotta beep 'em
I'm a Lord motherfucker, better greet him if you see him
Lord Pretty Flacko, Jodye
Tell these fuck niggas, how you been?
You can crossing our minds, niggas talk down every now and then
On the side, gettin' styled 9 times out of 10
It was, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko Jodye
The opening of A$AP Rocky's song "Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2" sets a boastful tone with Rocky introducing himself as the stylish and successful figure by asking: "Who the jiggy nigga with the gold links? / Got me reminiscin' 'bout my old day." This is followed by a reference to Three 6 Mafia's vulgar anthem "Slob on My Knob" in the line "Three 6, suck a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day," that aligns with Rocky's edgy, rebellious brand. The song also touches on themes of gang rivalry as evidenced in the lines "We be plottin' on the opps, she the one who got the drop," which suggests the singer's camp is about to each out to a rival crew.
In the chorus, Rocky repeats the phrase "Flacko Jodye" multiple times, emphasizing his own nickname and image as a cool, powerful figure. He also switches from addressing his rivals in the second person to using the first person, as if to show that despite their animosity, Rocky is above them and is confident in himself.
Overall, "Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2" is a song that channels swagger and confidence. Rocky makes references to past and present influences and assures listeners that, despite his success, he remains true to his gangster roots.
Line by Line Meaning
Who the jiggy nigga with the gold links?
Asking who's the stylish, flashy guy with the golden chains
Got me reminiscin' 'bout my old day
Reminiscing about the past
Three 6, suck a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day (woo)
Referencing the rap group Three 6 Mafia and their vulgar lyrics
Boomin' out the trap through the hallway
Playing loud trap music in the hallways
Tell me what you niggas know about it
Challenging others to prove their knowledge or experience
Auntie sayin' turn it down, or she finna call the cops
Auntie telling him to lower the music or risk getting in trouble with the police
We be plottin' on the opps, she the one who got the drop
Planning something against their enemies and his auntie gave them the information
Just a free, quick fix, to the A and it's okay
Going to Atlanta for a quick getaway
They gon' take me back to my old ways
Going back to his previous lifestyle
I was tryna chill, poppin' seals ever since I got a deal
Trying to relax, but still using drugs since he became famous
Kick it with my model chick, Sip Cris
Hanging out with a model while drinking Cristal
fuck niggas wanna diss, Now I gotta let 'em know who's really trill
People are disrespecting him, so he has to show them who's really genuine
Lord Pretty Flacko, Jodye
Referring to himself using his nickname
Tell these fuck niggas, how you been?
Telling his haters how he's been doing
You can crossing our minds, niggas talk down every now and then
His haters come across his mind and they talk negatively about him from time to time
On the side, gettin' styled 9 times out of 10
While doing other things, he's also dressing stylishly most of the time
I ain't never lookin' for no handouts
He doesn't need or want anyone's help
Broke ass niggas never helpin' but they hands out
Poor people always asking for help but never giving
Find out where the fuck nigga live then we camp out
Discovering where his enemies live and waiting for them there
Screamin', "Fuck the world", never catch me with my pants down
Saying 'fuck everyone' and never being caught off guard or vulnerable
Always been a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
He's always been honest and prefers to be unique
Raf Simons, Stan Smith edition with my bands out
Wearing expensive designer shoes
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands down
Claiming to be the coolest one doing it since Pimp C
If a nigga put his hands on me, that's a man down
Saying that if someone tries to physically harm him, they will be defeated
Dirty like Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
His sneakers are dirty like Adidas shoes
See they runnin' with my old style
People are copying his old style
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style
People who used to dislike him are now trying to be like him
It's a shame how they low down
It's disappointing how fake people can be
Trappin' through the speaker, peep the beeper ringer, uh
Presenting his music as if it's selling drugs, and highlighting the sound effects in his beats
Turnin' off phones, just to reach 'em, gotta beep 'em
People are turning off their phones just to get his attention, and he has to beep them back
I'm a Lord motherfucker, better greet him if you see him
He considers himself important and worthy of respect
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Mario Loving, Nesbitt Wesonga Jr., Rakim Mayers
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@dimensiontraveler4264
"If a ni**a puts his hands on me, that's a man down" well now we know he ain't lying
@charlesadams1501
dimension traveler This shit still slams, parties in NYC still play this and the place explodes
@melharis4451
Well what tf u expect lol hes from new york
@TRGSneakertalkTalk
dimension traveler fr
@DSWIFTSWAGGA24
😂😂😂😂facts
@pierreliberge8814
dimension traveler he predict that
@Shadow-lz3vx
People say testing is shit but after 5-6 years they gonna say it was a masterpiece. Rocky is always ahead of his time
@kingsavage3458
I believe it’s a masterpiece it’s just too ahead of its time
@MsChops123
word
@279ft
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