Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Purple Swag Chapter 2′ by A$AP Rocky. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A$AP Rocky or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
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 f*ck, 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