Perfume
A$AP Ferg Lyrics


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Trap Lord in my belly, free my nigga Really
Elijah smoking that smelly, ménage is in the telly
Blind bitch name Shelly, dick under her belly
I met that bitch at a fashion show, she was rocking Margiela
I was with Quasey Casey rocking all that Versace
Might be in there sailing, smoking on that Beijing
Ten stacks in my pocket, for no reason I got it
Fuck around and hit Sin City, tell that bitch to pop it
What's up with you and Purrp? I ain't into all of that gossip
He brought the funk into my crew, you gotta ask Rocky about it
All I know is A$AP riding in them Maybachs
40. cal, we spray that, when AK brratt you take nap
Oh, Lord, that Hood Pope - oh, Lord, that Trap Lord
Why they call you Trap Lord? Cause you a rap lord to my casket
I ain't dying to no time, Hood Pope on my gold shine
My dirty niggas wanna tote nine, but we talk rhyme
I tell 'em hold up

All I know is that Trap Lord, that Hood Pope
All I know is that Trap Lord, but you're a rap Lord to my casket
All I know is that fast Porsche smoking that good smoke
Model bitch who from Brazil, she want it on her culo
Riding 'round the city feeling like P. Diddy
Glock 9 in my silk shirt, nigga, no Pac and no Biggie
Riding 'round the city feeling like P.Diddy
Glock 9 in my silk shirt, nigga, no Pac and no Biggie

No reply when you call Lord, mama cry 'til her throat soar
Liechtenstein when I drunk [?] you was dying in this war hall
Body left near the staircase courtesy of the whole mob
Don't mean no fucking thing when I pull up in that Goyard
Shooked up from that toe star, ask questions like Nardwuar
Like can you feel your fucking legs? I bet that nigga cannot walk
Persian bitch stack coke hard, sniff white 'till her nose soft
I fucked that bitch with no rubber, cause that bitch be so raw
Puff-puff when the semi huff, nigga really gonna pop
Trunks when you see me duck, niggas really want
Y'all punks can't see the God trap, truly Lord
And I click like Donkey Kong when I hit this long
Better run when you see the mob, you be seeing God
Hear the drum when my niggas march, you gon' see Allah
You the son of a bitch nigga, you daddy a broad
You a bitch, little bitch nigga, probably wearing bras

All I know is that Trap Lord, that Hood Pope
All I know is that Trap Lord, but you're a rap Lord to my casket
All I know is that fast Porsche smoking that good smoke
Model bitch who from Brazil, she want it on her culo
Riding 'round the city feeling like P. Diddy
Glock 9 in my silk shirt, nigga, no Pac and no Biggie




Riding 'round the city feeling like P.Diddy
Glock 9 in my silk shirt, nigga, no Pac and no Biggie

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of A$AP Ferg's song Perfume describe the rapper's extravagant lifestyle, filled with drugs, sex, and luxury cars. The first verse mentions his Trap Lord status, a term he coined to describe himself as the king of the trap music scene. He also references smoking weed with his friend Elijah and having a threesome with a blind woman named Shelly. Later in the song, Ferg boasts about his wealth, carrying ten thousand dollars in his pocket for no reason and considering a trip to Las Vegas. He mentions his ties to fellow rapper A$AP Rocky but dismisses rumors of conflicts with other artists.


The chorus repeats the phrase "All I know is that Trap Lord, that Hood Pope," which reinforces Ferg's identity as a leader and a figure in the rap world. He also claims that he won't die anytime soon, possibly due to his wealth and connections. The next verse portrays a violent scene, possibly referencing gang warfare or drug deals gone wrong. Ferg mentions a mother's grief, a corpse, and a mob's actions. He concludes by calling out his enemies as cowards and asserting his power and strength.


Overall, the lyrics of Perfume showcase A$AP Ferg's bravado and extravagance in his lifestyle, emphasizing his wealth, power, and status as a leader in trap music.


Line by Line Meaning

Trap Lord in my belly, free my nigga Really
I am the Trap Lord and my inner self holds the power. I wish to free my friend Really from his troubles.


Elijah smoking that smelly, ménage is in the telly
Elijah is smoking cannabis that has a strong aroma. He is in a threesome with two women in a hotel.


Blind bitch name Shelly, dick under her belly
A blind woman named Shelly is sexually involved with me. My penis is under her belly.


I met that bitch at a fashion show, she was rocking Margiela
I met a woman at a fashion show who was wearing the designer Margiela. She caught my attention.


I was with Quasey Casey rocking all that Versace
I was with my friend Quasey Casey and we were both wearing the luxury brand Versace.


Might be in there sailing, smoking on that Beijing
I might be on a yacht enjoying the breeze and smoking marijuana from Beijing, China.


Ten stacks in my pocket, for no reason I got it
I have ten thousand dollars in cash in my pocket for no particular reason. It is just excess money.


Fuck around and hit Sin City, tell that bitch to pop it
I might go to Las Vegas and party hard. I will tell a woman to twerk and dance in a sexually suggestive manner.


What's up with you and Purrp? I ain't into all of that gossip
I'm not interested in discussing rumors and drama regarding me and fellow rapper Purrp. It's none of your business.


He brought the funk into my crew, you gotta ask Rocky about it
Purrp introduced a new style of music to my group. If you want more information, ask my friend Rocky about it.


All I know is A$AP riding in them Maybachs
The only thing I know is that myself and my fellow A$AP Mob members ride in luxury vehicles such as Maybachs.


40. cal, we spray that, when AK brratt you take nap
We use a .40 caliber firearm to shoot and kill our enemies. If we use an AK-47, it will put you to sleep permanently.


Oh, Lord, that Hood Pope - oh, Lord, that Trap Lord
I am referred to as both the Hood Pope and the Trap Lord, both titles indicating my influence in the world of trap music.


Why they call you Trap Lord? Cause you a rap lord to my casket
I am called the Trap Lord because my music and lifestyle is representative of the trap subculture. I am a rap legend who will be remembered long after my death.


I ain't dying to no time, Hood Pope on my gold shine
I will not be defeated by any amount of time or struggle. As the Hood Pope, I am determined to succeed and my gold jewelry reflects my success.


My dirty niggas wanna tote nine, but we talk rhyme
My group of friends who are from rough backgrounds want to carry firearms for protection, but instead we express ourselves through music.


I tell 'em hold up
I tell them to wait and be patient.


No reply when you call Lord, mama cry 'til her throat soar
When you try to contact me or address me, I will not reply back, causing my mother distress to the point where her throat is sore from crying.


Liechtenstein when I drunk [?] you was dying in this war hall
When I am under the influence of alcohol, I mentally transport to the country of Liechtenstein. At that moment, you were dying in a place of conflict and violence.


Body left near the staircase courtesy of the whole mob
The dead body was left near the staircase as a way of displaying the power and control of my entire group.


Don't mean no fucking thing when I pull up in that Goyard
It doesn't matter that I am carrying a designer Goyard bag, it won't change the fact that I am still a dangerous individual.


Shooked up from that toe star, ask questions like Nardwuar
I am feeling the effects of a strong strain of marijuana known as Toe Star, causing me to become paranoid and anxious. You are asking me questions like the Canadian interviewer Nardwuar.


Like can you feel your fucking legs? I bet that nigga cannot walk
I ask if you can feel your legs due to the potency of the marijuana. I believe that you are unable to walk properly due to the effects of the drug.


Persian bitch stack coke hard, sniff white 'till her nose soft
A woman of Persian descent sells and uses cocaine excessively until her nose becomes numb and soft to the touch.


I fucked that bitch with no rubber, cause that bitch be so raw
I had unprotected sex with a woman because she is so sexually appealing and raw.


Puff-puff when the semi huff, nigga really gonna pop
When I smoke marijuana and fire a semi-automatic firearm, it is highly likely that someone is going to be killed.


Trunks when you see me duck, niggas really want
When you see me in possession of a large amount of cash, you will want to rob me and take it for yourself.


Y'all punks can't see the God trap, truly Lord
You weak individuals cannot comprehend my power within the world of trap music.


And I click like Donkey Kong when I hit this long
I fire my weapon rapidly and accurately, similar to the character Donkey Kong clicking his barrels in video games.


Better run when you see the mob, you be seeing God
When my group of friends are seen, it would be wise to run away as you would meet your maker.


Hear the drum when my niggas march, you gon' see Allah
When my friends, who are primarily Muslim, march, you will hear the rhythm of the drums and witness the power of God.


You the son of a bitch nigga, you daddy a broad
You are a despicable person and your father is weak for raising such an individual.


You a bitch, little bitch nigga, probably wearing bras
You are a weak and ineffective individual who may even engage in behavior considered feminine.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Darold Ferguson

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BlackBolshevik

"what's up with you and Purrp.. Ain't into all of that gossip, he brought the funk into the group, they gotta ask Rocky about it"

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*phonk

Marcos Dos Santos

Thats actually underrated as Fuck

mi s ng t xt

this goes hard af

g u t s

Real day ones know bout this

Jack F

yuup

Alvpacino21

This shit slapz

John

Trippy shit 4 my jiggy ......

zzzurreal

all i know is that traplord.

JOHNSON DAILY SPORTS

Man Ferg my guy

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