Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Olympian’ by A$AP Ferg. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A$AP Ferg or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Yeah
I run run run I’m runnin’ to the money now
Yeah that bitch was acting funny but she love me now
I feel like Olympian I’m runnin’ now
‘Cause I’m runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ to the money now
I be gunnin’, put the dick up in her tummy now
She in love with the crew, she with my buddies now
I feel like Olympian I’m runnin’ now
‘Cause I’m runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ to the money now
I be gunnin’, put the dick up in her tummy now
She in love with the crew, she with my buddies now
All black strap, I’m straight
Jewish lawyer got my case
Stars in the roof, white Wraith
Dice game, crack my bank
Out of town with a hundred pounds, Bobby Brown, back then, I ain’t drink
Head shot leave a nigga stink
Gettin’ guap, f*ck you niggas think?
Rollie on, lot of diamonds in it
Back account, lot of commas in it
Mansion, I’mma put my momma in it
Ask around, I’m intercontinental
I was in the rental with a seven
No concealing, you can see my weapon
Count a million, never see me stressin’
Ten or better, never any lesser
Who you know got it like I do?
I know the trap and I know survival
I already killed your main bitch
Tell her best friend she could die too (Aah)
Only foreign when we slide through, huh
I blew a check on the fit
Look at my neck and my wrist
I wanted a million before I hit thirty so now I can flex in the whip
What are you on? I ride with a bomb
You gon’ think Flex in the whip
I got respect off the rip
I got no respect for a snitch (No)
I’m talkin’ incredible shit (Yes)
This Sprite got a medicine twist
It ain’t hard to tell that we rich
I feel like Olympian I’m runnin’ now
‘Cause I’m runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ to the money now
I be gunnin’, put the dick up in her tummy now
She in love with the crew, she with my buddies now
I feel like Olympian I’m runnin’ now
‘Cause I’m runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ to the money now
I be gunnin’, put the dick up in her tummy now
She in love with the crew, she with my buddies now
Used to say I dress so strange
Now I’m in the Wang campaign
Jiggy ain’t a damn thing changed
‘Bout to cop Cam’ pink Range
Huh, yeah, ‘I’m on a new level’ certified gold then ‘Work’ platinum
Already put mama in a house now it’s time to build Fergy a mansion
Pelle jacket with the Trap Lord in the back of the marble cannon
I was nine in Versace, wore Coogi with the Vans
Used to Harlem Shake with the big shirts now my diamonds do the dancin’
My life is a movie, Steven Spielberg, Ferg, nigga, like it ran action
Mackin’ bitches from a pageant
Put that pussy in a casket
Tell Serena that I love her
Forget all my tennis racket
I can live in her palace
Prolly put her in some palace
But I’ll prolly f*ck it all up with a Love and Hip Hop ratchet
Now I’m a loner
F*ck ’round and blame it on Mona
Rich, but I still love me a hood Dominican bitch with a Corona
Flexin’ with the TEC, yeah all the weapons, that is not your persona
My flow is hotter than the sauna, makin’ all you rappers my woe
I feel like Olympian I’m runnin’ now
‘Cause I’m runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ to the money now
I be gunnin’, put the dick up in her tummy now
She in love with the crew, she with my buddies now
I feel like Olympian I’m runnin’ now
‘Cause I’m runnin’ runnin’ runnin’ to the money now
I be gunnin’, put the dick up in her tummy now
She in love with the crew, she with my buddies now