Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Value’ 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 ho (yeah)
Yeah (uh)
Yeah ho (yeah)
Yeah (uh)
Yeah (oh)
Yeah ho
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah ho (uh)
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me, look at me now
F*ck is you kiddin’ me?
All of my jewelry cost about a hunnid thou’
F*ck all my enemies
Never had sympathy, Fergie finna lay ’em down
Sippin’ on Hennesey
Hop in that Bentley, fuckin’ yo bitch in the mouth
Who am I? (Trap Lord) ay
Look at me, look at me now
(Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me now, ay
(Trap Lord) yeah
Look at me, look at me now
(Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now
Fell in love with a stripper
And that is what happened today
Found that bitch on the Insta
And that is the f*ck what I say, ay
Told that girl like I finna
Fly my ass out to LA
Girl actin’ like she on pole
With that cake all in my face
Flacko cop new ‘Rari
Told his ass, “I want a raise”
Vlone thuggin’ with Bari
All of my niggas got taste
We gon’ mosh in the party
Get the f*ck out my way
Thirty got kick like karate
Don’t wanna meet the AK (ay)
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me, look at me now
F*ck is you kiddin’ me?
All of my jewelry cost about a hunnid thou’
F*ck all my enemies
Never had sympathy, Fergie finna lay ’em down
Sippin’ on Hennesey
Hop in that Bentley, fuckin’ yo bitch in the mouth
Who am I? (Trap Lord) ay
Look at me, look at me now
(Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me now, ay
(Trap Lord) yeah
Look at me, look at me now
(Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now
Send a couple niggas to your bando (bando)
Send them hot rocks through your sandals (ay)
They say I remind them of Rondo (Rondo)
Light his ass up like a candle (ay)
Fuckin’ on her like I’m Alejandro
My Dominican bitch is like J. Lo (kay)
Know a couple nigga with the platanos
Them banana clip will f*ck up your day
Pull up to your crib like Domino’s
Creepin’ on a nigga like Cirque de Soleil
Man, I need my money pronto
I told ya time and time, then go again that way
It just feel like I’m in the Congo
Run through the jungle like everyday
Man, I came up from the bando
So take that motherfuckin’ look off your face
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me, look at me now
F*ck is you kiddin’ me?
All of my jewelry cost about a hunnid thou’
F*ck all my enemies
Never had sympathy, Fergie finna lay ’em down
Sippin’ on Hennesey
Hop in that Bentley, fuckin’ yo bitch in the mouth
Who am I? (Trap Lord) ay
Look at me, look at me now
(Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me now, ay
(Trap Lord) yeah
Look at me, look at me now
(Trap Lord)
Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me now