This is a song about "Ap carry"

Who am i body bagging next, a$ap rocky?

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Why don't we carry on tradition and inhale its essence?

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

It took time -- but finally the cash was mine

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

Whips they cant afford to carry

God mc oh my god you gotta see

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton