Shoot my shot, got her wet
Bet that’s all net, girl, that’s wetty
Ready, gave me all neck, I’ll be heading, ready
Might just sign my ex-girl, on Malcolm and Eddie, already
Your ass might just go and get upset, don’t be petty, already
Smoke sess, so you stressed, boy, that’s Reggie, a ready
Got cadets in my set, who up next? Boy, they ready
She want sex, I profess my finesse, who wetty
For the punk shit, for the funk shit
For the thug shit, for the “Go dumb” shit
Get your gun shit, who wit’ the fuck shit?
Fuck up the function, who with the dumb shit?
“Don’t give a fuck” shit
Eatin’ lamb chops on the block when we was broke
Even when I was poor, I was out here eating goats
Mary had a lil’ lamb, but my momma need a coat
Yeah, I had a Shirlan and a Gucci link at four years old
Yeah
A stick-up kid
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this shit (Yeah)
A stick-up kid
I’m too swift, now don’t tell Taylor ’bout this shit (Yeah)
Go to my tailor, got me dripped like (Yeah)
Go to my tailor, got me dripped up den a bitch (Yeah)
A stick-up kid
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this shit (Yeah)
A stick-up kid
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout that- (Yeah)
Go to my tailor, got me dripped up in the pit (Yeah)
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this- (Yeah)
As a stick-up kid, imagine all the shit I did (Yeah)
Violent, I was just a kid, I just fucked a feminist (Yeah)
Shawty, I ain’t feminine, why don’t you give my dick a kiss? (Yeah)
She tryna give my dick a kid, riding on my strip again (Yeah)
Hidin’ through my window tint, hit a lick again (Yeah)
Got these niggas sick again, hit a lick again (Yeah)
We gon’ freak, we gon’ freak, we gon’ ho, naw
She on me, she on me, she on gold, uh (Yeah)
She on green, she on green, she on gold, uh
I’m too G, she agree I’ma GOAT
Gotta keep it low pro
Shawty might give me throat, bro
Choking on me, no throat cold
Trickin’ on me, you hoes broke
A stick-up kid
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this shit (Yeah)
A stick-up kid
I’m too swift, now don’t tell Taylor ’bout this shit (Yeah)
Go to my tailor, got me dripped like- (Yeah)
Go to my tailor, got me dripped up den a bitch (Yeah)
A stick-up kid
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this shit (Yeah)
A stick-up kid
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout that- (Yeah)
Go to my tailor, got me dripped up in the pit (Yeah)
I’m too swift, don’t tell Taylor ’bout this-
Swagger, Wordplay, and the Hustler’s Mindset
ASAP Rocky’s “Tailor Swif” is a high-energy track that brims with the rapper’s signature bravado and clever wordplay. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of Rocky’s evolution from humble beginnings to living lavishly, all while maintaining a playful edge. He flips classic references—like “Mary had a lil’ lamb”—into streetwise metaphors, merging luxury, fashion, and hustler mentality. The chorus’ repetition of “stick-up kid” and “too swift” serves as a double entendre, highlighting both his quick-witted nature and the high-speed lifestyle he leads. Rocky’s references to wealth, style (“go to my tailor, got me dripped up”), and relationships are delivered with punchy humor, keeping the tone mischievous yet charismatic. The playful nods to “Taylor” and “tailor” blend pop culture and fashion, adding layers to the song’s confident narrative.
Song Credits
- Artist: ASAP Rocky
- Songwriters: ASAP Rocky