ASAP Rocky-Purple Swag Chapter 2 Feat Spaceghost Purrp ASAP Nast
A$AP Rocky Lyrics


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Better do it 'til we get right, uhh


This is for my niggas getting high on the regular
This is for my bitches getting high on the regular

Purple drink, I still sip, purple weed blunt still lit
Real nigga, real bitch, purple swag, that trill shit
Them candy cars, I'm coming down, that paint drip, I still tip
That pimp shit, she ain't plan to fuck, I pick her up, I still hit
That's swag, bitch


Everything is purple (Swag)

Purple swag, purple swag, I'm in the zone, I'm getting throwed
That purple swag, purple swag, that purple smoke up in my clothes
That big booty, juicy fruity, yellow bone, I wanna bone
I'm getting dome, I took her out, dick in her mouth, she getting on




I'm flexing steel, I'm flexing steel, I'm sitting high, I'm tipping slow
I'm Texas trill, Texas trill, but in NY we spit it slow

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to A$AP Rocky's song Purple Swag: Chapter 2 are a celebration of the rapper's love for all things purple and the lifestyle that comes with it. The opening line, "Better do it 'til we get right," is a call to his crew to keep doing what they're doing until they reach their desired level of success and satisfaction. The rest of the song is an ode to getting high and living life on your own terms.


The reference to "purple drink" and "purple weed" is a nod to the Texan origins of the "screwed and chopped" music style that A$AP Rocky is influenced by. The use of the color purple is also symbolic of the rapper's style and aesthetic, which is known for being luxurious and flashy. The lyrics also reference women who are on the same wavelength as the rapper, enjoying the same lifestyle and indulgences.


Overall, Purple Swag: Chapter 2 is a song about living life to the fullest, enjoying the finer things, and being unapologetic about it.


Line by Line Meaning

Better do it 'til we get right, uhh
We need to keep working at this until we get it perfect.


This is for my niggas getting high on the regular
This song is dedicated to my friends who like to get high often.


This is for my bitches getting high on the regular
This song is also dedicated to my female friends who like to get high often.


Purple drink, I still sip, purple weed blunt still lit
I'm still enjoying my purple drink and smoking a purple weed blunt.


Real nigga, real bitch, purple swag, that trill shit
Only real people can appreciate the greatness of purple swag and the trill lifestyle.


Them candy cars, I'm coming down, that paint drip, I still tip
I'm cruising around in my candy-painted car, looking cool with the paint dripping, and I'm still leaving tips for good service.


That pimp shit, she ain't plan to fuck, I pick her up, I still hit
I'm living that pimp lifestyle, and even though she didn't plan on having sex, I still picked her up and we hooked up.


That's swag, bitch
That's what having real swag is all about, girl.


Everything is purple (Swag)
My whole life is filled with the awesomeness of purple swag.


Purple swag, purple swag, I'm in the zone, I'm getting throwed
I'm so deep into purple swag that I'm getting lost in my own zone and getting high as a result.


That purple swag, purple swag, that purple smoke up in my clothes
The purple swag is so strong that even my clothes are infused with the scent of purple smoke.


That big booty, juicy fruity, yellow bone, I wanna bone
I'm really into women with big butts, juicy personalities, and light skin.


I'm getting dome, I took her out, dick in her mouth, she getting on
She's performing oral sex on me after I took her out, and she seems to be enjoying it.


I'm flexing steel, I'm flexing steel, I'm sitting high, I'm tipping slow
I'm showing off my car, sitting high up in it, and making a slow exit to show off my style.


I'm Texas trill, Texas trill, but in NY we spit it slow
I'm all about that Texas trill lifestyle, but even in New York, we like to take things slow and embrace the moment.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Rakim Mayers, Tyshaun Holloway

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@brazyd5

Best Version. Purrp at his prime. Rocky shouting out bone. Litterility Asap Nasts best verse. He was supposed to be up next

@nastchristo7729

Brings back so much nostalgia. Warm Summer nights in soho 😢❤

@KovuDaMerk

I remember me and my brotha listening to this song in his room . Miss that nigga .

@imtiredlmaooooooooo

sorry for your lass man

@imtiredlmaooooooooo

hope your good

@gilligan910

Gotta very similar story brotha, source love Allah praise be to the most high

@CreamyVuitton

Same…

@shearsbilly5240

There will never be another time like this one 🥹

@luiscantu149

where it all began

@dylanbabson758

It’s hitting streaming services tonight at midnight finally 10 years later

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