YOUR HONOR

Lyrics from Rolling Loud Cali 2025 Performance [Intro: Young Thug] Metro! (Metro!) [Verse 1: A$AP Rocky] I done fucked up in Cali' again I’m off that Cali' again Duckin' and dodgin’ the county, back where they found me again Be sure not to doubt me again You can't put guap on my top like a bounty Clean up that case, that's a Bounty Fakin', they stand on the stand My kids, my junior, they all Robert Downey again Keep them from 'round me again All of my sons got racks on head All of my words get taxed, no cred' All my niggas got stacks on deck All you niggas get whacked, they playin' All these hoes break backs on bread After we fuck, no cash, no bread Wipe that smoke, gеt left on read Thesе niggas is hoes, they rats, they feds Think my past on me like future, like smoke Takin' shots, hoes ain’t gon’ tap at the ball [?] my time nigga, this your last show Feel like a lotto', that burner scratched off If I ever told one, instill in the young The price is so low you would think it’s half off Gold in your mouth just to blow your ass off She eatin' me up just to see what's in store [Chorus: A$AP Rocky] Bottega to court, your honor I wear Armani to court, your honor Look like John Gotti in court, your honor You know that God got me in court, your honor I wear that Prada in court, your honor Look like Godfather in court, your honor Yeah, I got-got that shit on, your honor Yeah, 'cause I put that shit on, your honor, your honor (Wait) [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky] Got a mop on ’em right now Prolly got a prop on 'em right now Nigga got a drop on 'em right now Not guilty, I'm servin' in the crowd Over four fuckin' years on trial Look the DA in his face with a smile Tryna take away from a child Got them cuts on my knuckles. It was slugs and scuffles Shoutout to the jury, no [?], no jewelry 2024, I ain't takin' no prenup Bitch like dinero, your price is casino Twelvyy, Lou Banga and Joe Tacopina Snitch on that stand on your man like you Nino Wasn't designer, they find it like court [Chorus: A$AP Rocky] Bottega to court, your honor I wear that Marni to court, your honor Look like John Gotti in court, your honor You know that God got me in court, your honor I wear that Prada in court, your honor Look like Godfather in court, your honor Yeah, I got-got that shit on, your honor Yeah, 'cause I put that shit on, your honor, your honor [Bridge: A$AP Rocky] Bottega to court, your honor I wear designer to court, your honor My kids and momma in court, your honor I held down Rihanna in court, your honor My baby momma, I pull up in London I got the [?], she match my designer They say we model, they say we shop on as partners They say we model, they say, your honor [Chorus: A$AP Rocky] Bottega to court, your honor I wear Armani to court, your honor Look like John Gotti in court, your honor Red like Ferrari in court, your honor I wear that Prada in court, your honor Look like Godfather in court, your honor Pray that God got that shit on, your honor Watch how I put that shit on, your honor, your honor