Pretty Flacko
A$AP Rocky Feat. Gucci Mane Waka Flocka Flame & Pharrell Lyrics
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Yeah (Lord Pretty Flacko, nigga)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (woo, woo)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah
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 first verse of A$AP Rocky's "Pretty Flacko 2" starts with a question: "Who the jiggy nigga with the gold links?" Here, Rocky is establishing his own identity as a fashionable and confident rapper, and he wants to make sure everyone knows who he is. He then reminisces about his days of listening to Three 6 Mafia, a Memphis-based rap group known for their dark, bass-heavy beats and provocative lyrics. Rocky makes a reference to one of their controversial songs, "Slob On My Knob," to emphasize his rebelliousness and disregard for societal norms.
Rocky then switches gears, discussing his rise to fame and the newfound attention he's received. He brags about hanging out with models and drinking expensive champagne, but also acknowledges the downsides of his newfound success. He's constantly under scrutiny, even from his own aunt who threatens to call the police on him for playing his music too loud. Despite this, Rocky explains that he and his crew are always prepared for any situation, even if it means reverting back to some of his old, potentially dangerous habits.
Overall, "Pretty Flacko 2" showcases A$AP Rocky's signature style of blending gritty, streetwise lyrics with upscale fashion and high-end production. The chorus, which repeats the line "Flacko, Jodye" over and over again, serves as a mantra for Rocky's confidence and swagger.
Line by Line Meaning
Who the jiggy nigga with the gold links?
Who is the stylish man with the gold chains?
Got me reminiscin' 'bout my old day
Reminding me of my old days
Three 6, suck a nigga dick, no foreplay, all day
Listening to Three 6 Mafia, explicit lyrics, all day
Boomin' out the trap through the hallway
Loud music from the apartment trap music genre
Tell me what you niggas know about it
Asking what others know about this lifestyle
Auntie sayin' turn it down, or she finna call the cops
Aunt threatening to call the police to stop the music
We be plottin' on the ops, she the one who got the drop
Planning on taking out enemies, with help from an informant
Just a free, quick fix, to the A and it's okay
Returning to old habits, visiting Atlanta for a quick fix
They gon' take me back to my old ways
The drugs and women will lead me down my old path
I was tryna chill, poppin' seals ever since I got a deal
Trying to relax, continuing to use drugs since signing a record deal
Kick it with my model chick
Spending time with my attractive girlfriend
Sip Cris, fuck niggas wanna diss
Drinking Cristal, dealing with hate from others
Now I gotta let 'em know who's really trill
Need to show others that I am real and authentic
Lord Pretty Flacko, Jodye
Nickname used to refer to himself
Tell these fuck niggas, how you been?
Asking others how they have been when speaking to enemies
You can freshen our minds, niggas talk down every now and then
Remind others who harm or speak badly about me of who I am
On the style, gettin' styled 9 times out of 10
Being stylish most of the time
It was, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko, Jodye, Flacko Jodye
Repeating his nickname multiple times in a row
I ain't never lookin' for no handouts
Not relying on others for assistance or favors
Broke ass niggas never helpin' but they hands out
People who are broke are asking for help, but never offering it
Find out where the fuck nigga live then we camp out
Discovering the location of an enemy and camping there to catch them
Screamin' fuck the world, never catch me with my pants down
Hating everything and not being caught off guard
Always been a stand up guy, I'd rather stand out
Being someone who is honest, and not afraid to be noticed
Raf Simons, Stan Smith edition with my bands out
Wearing designer sneakers with custom accents
I'm the trillest one to do it since Pimp, nigga hands down
Being authentic and one of the best since Pimp C
If a nigga put his hands on me, that's a man down
If someone tries to physically harm me, they will lose the fight
Trick what? Pimps up, hoes down
Referring to a pimp-mentality
Woah now, slow down
Calm down
See they runnin' with my old style
Others are copying my old fashion
Grow foul, gold smile, you ho now, thuggin' with my old style
Following my old style makes you look less respectable but like a criminal
It's a shame how they low down
It's disappointing how low and immoral they are
Dirty like Adidas on my sneaker feature, uh
Associating Adidas shoes with being dirty, but these sneakers are still fashionable
Trappin' through the speaker, peep the beeper ringer, uh
Making music about dealing drugs, but still being successful and making money
Turnin' off phones, just to reach 'em, gotta beep 'em
Having to resort to beeping someone to get their attention
I'm a Lord motherfucker, better greet him if you see him
Considering himself high-status, deserving 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
@mufcsupporter1
Can we appreciate how rare this is tho? A$AP Rocky over a SGP beat (they're beefing now) plus Gucci and Waka together on the track (they beefing now too)
@Ruubinnn
Dwa Pak waka and gooch ain't beefing anymore
@ktk0020
Then Pharrell out of nowhere
@KingRocco7
ctfu
@notUrRealDad
Dwa Pak absolutely, this is a beautiful moment in history
@deondrebrown5872
Pharrell is happy now
@sulffffffur
I think it's cool that Pharrell rarely raps because whenever he does, he fucking kills it.
@airjazz7858
A$AP Rocky got beef with Spaceghostpurp, and Waka Flocka got beef with Gucci Mane, this collab will never happen again!
@Junior_leal2095
Fun fact:space ghost pump was live and was fingering himself while singing purple swag by asap rocky (I’m not joking either)
@Thouxanbanquincy
pharell snapped