Eight years in the making, A$AP Rocky‘s return feels like a velvet-gloved heist on the entire rap game, pulling back the curtain on a world where luxury and lawlessness collide in equal measure. Dropping today with DON’T BE DUMB, his first full project since 2018’s Testing, “Robbery” emerges as a standout collab with Tampa’s own Doechii, turning a simple stick-up narrative into a seductive power play laced with fashion flexes and street poetry. It’s the kind of track that has New York heads nodding in recognition while Miami nights pulse to its rhythm, capturing that rare alchemy of menace and magnetism that only Rocky can orchestrate. For those already looping it on repeat, the interplay between his laid-back drawl and her razor-sharp delivery is pure fireworks.
| Lead Vocals | A$AP Rocky & Doechii |
| Songwriter | A$AP Rocky & Doechii |
| Music Producer | [TBA] |
| Label | A$AP Worldwide, RCA Records & Sony Music Entertainment |
| Release Date | January 16, 2026 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | A$AP Worldwide, RCA Records & Sony Music Entertainment |
Lyrics of Robbery by A$AP Rocky & Doechii
[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Superstar, Jazz Man, No Guitar, Rockstar
In Charge, I’m The General, My [?] Pop Off
Popcorns, Y’all Coons, All Y’all Do Is Log On
New York, Eat A Glizzy, Now These Niggas Hot, Dog
8k In The Seat, So It’s Been A Hot Boy
Dolce On The Brief, So He’s Been A Top Dog
Flacko Season, Socks On, Some Think I Robbed Them
Why Last Seven Years, Only Dropped Like Five Songs?
Peace, Love, I Got A Big Bodyguards
Strong Arm, Buy Guns, Bygones Be Bygones
Can’t Do A Fit Check, You’d Get The Price Wrong
Snake Printed Leather, But You Picked A Python (Shh)
[Verse 2: Doechii]
Mm
(Yeah)
Come On, Get On Top Of Me, Baby
You Like The Way I Shop, Well, You Should Sponsor Me, Baby, Uh
I’m The Basquiat Banji, I Know You Want My Bantu Knots In Your ‘cedes, Uh
Say That There, Leave That There
We Both Rock Flintstones, They Bound To Stare
Them Late Nights, We Ain’t Angel Hiers
They Gon’ Hate When They Can Compete Or Compare
Sex On The Beach, Please Don’t Spill It On The Mink, Mwah
Address Me As Chi-chi, Not Doechii When I’m In The Wild, Mwah
Rubies On The Brooch, Vintage Leather Coat
You Ain’t Invent This, Ho, So Please Don’t Approach, Mwah
Watch My Black Ass Sit On This Suede Seat, Mwah
We Takin’ Our Space, These White Folks Don’t Faze Me
Let’s Propose A Toast, Looks Could Kill The Host
Princess Cut Diamonds On Me, So Cutthroat (Mwah)
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Come On, Rock With Me, Babe
Take It All Off, It’s A Robbery, Babe, Uh
Yeah, Get On Top Of Me, Babe
Open Up Your Legs, Save A Spot For Me, Babe
Make It Hot For Me, Babe
Kissin’ On Your Throat When You Swallow Me, Babe, Uh
Got It Out The Mud Whip It Off The Bowl Drop It On The Scales
Sell It Down The Road
Printed Tees The Vintage Tees
Now It’s Princess To Kiss The Queen
If I’m The King Of Fashion, You The Prince Of Thieves
So Just Bow Your Head And Kiss The Ring
Put On All My Chains, I’m Mr. T
And If You Tell, Don’t Tell, I’m Pissed [?]
Boy, They Slide And They Step And Won’t Miss The Beat
Rob Him To Your Face, Thank You, And Pinch Your Cheek (Mwah)
[Verse 3: Doechii]
And I’m Tired Of You Niggas, Honestly, Nigga
I Had To Dust The Crown On You Niggas, I Frown On You Niggas
I Had To Get From ’round To You Niggas
I Ain’t Bowin’ Down To Not Nail One Of You Niggas
Fashion Killin’ Ain’t A Gun On Me, Nigga
You Ain’t Gotta Be My Blood To Be A Son Of Me Nigga (What?)
Real Rap Bitch, No Prosthetics
I’m Prophetic Nigga, Sucking Off My Tits
[Verse 4: A$AP Rocky & Doechii & Both]
Uh-uh, Excuse Me Ladies And Gentlemen, I Don’t Mean To Disturb
But This Is A Robbery, Yes, You Heard Right Now
I’m Gonna Need Everybody On The Left To Get Undressed (Brr)
Your Phones Your Credit Cards Keys To The Cars On My Right
Don’t Move, Don’t Make It Sound, Keep Your Pride In Your Life
Maybe I Can Keep Your Pride In Your Life
Hey Player, Hey Player, Let Me See That Ice
My Number One Option For Sure
You’ve Been Running Through My Mind Like An Obstacle Course
Got My Hands On The Thighs With My Eyes On The Door
Cupid Shot Through My Heart Then I Dropped To The Floor
Now You Gettin’ All This Blood To Over-flock With The Core
Know You Love Your Betty From The Tropical Shore
Put Your Bags In My Trunk Like The Top Of The Porsche
‘Cause The Roads Open Up Like Them Hospitals Doors
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Uh, Yeah, Come On, Rock With Me, Babe (Rock With Me Babe)
Take It All Off, It’s A Robbery, Babe, Uh (Robbery Babe)
Yeah, Get On Top Of Me, Babe (Top Of Me)
Open Up Your Legs, Save A Spot For Me, Babe (You Like It)
That’s Right,make It High For Me, Babe (Make It Hot For Me Babe)
Kissin’ On Your Girl When You Swappin’ Me, Babe, Uh (Swappin’ Me, Babe)
[Outro: A$AP Rocky, Doechii & Both]
I Know That You A Lady, Would You Die For Me, Babe? (Would You Die For Me, Babe?)
I Know That You A Rider, What You Got For Me, Babe? Come On
Say That There, Leave That There
We Both Ruthless, Don’t They Understand? (Yeah)
We Ain’t Angel Heads, They Gon’ Hate Where They Can’t Compare
Oh, Compare, Oh
Ow
A$ap
Doechii
To Chic, Ah
About “Robbery by A$AP Rocky”
A$AP Rocky masterminds a midnight caper in “Robbery,” where Doechii’s fierce allure steals the show—think high-stakes flirtation wrapped in designer threads and diamond-encrusted danger.
Diving into the track’s DNA, “Robbery” pulses with a heist-gone-glam vibe, blending trap-infused beats with sultry R&B undertones that evoke a dimly lit penthouse showdown. The mood swings from playful provocation—picture verses dripping with Basquiat references and python-print boasts—to outright theatrical tension, courtesy of an interlude skit that commands the room like a bonafide bank job. Production keeps it sleek and cinematic, sparse hi-hats and echoing ad-libs letting the lyrics land like velvet hammers, a nod to Rocky’s evolution toward more narrative-driven soundscapes.
Nestled as the 13th cut on DON’T BE DUMB, the 15-track opus (split across two discs for that extra flair), the album unfolds like a fever dream of Rocky’s psyche—equal parts psychedelic introspection, punk-rock rebellion, and Harlem hustle. It’s his boldest artistic pivot yet, weaving skits about interrogations and no-trespassing zones into a tapestry of growth, fatherhood reflections, and unapologetic swagger. Collaborators like Tyler, the Creator, Gorillaz, and Doechii infuse fresh edges, turning what could’ve been a solo victory lap into a genre-bending symposium on reinvention. Rocky’s vision? To dumb down the noise of the past eight years—legal tangles, global tours, and that infamous Rihanna romance—into something sharper, more surreal.
The rollout hit fever pitch just yesterday with the full tracklist reveal on Instagram, teasing gems like “Punk Rocky” and the titular “Don’t Be Dumb / Trip Baby.” Backed by AWGE, A$AP Worldwide, and RCA Records, it’s already shattered 500K Spotify pre-saves, with the visual for “Robbery” rumored to drop imminently, channeling that signature Flacko aesthetic of street couture meets sci-fi edge. No pre-save needed anymore—it’s here, streaming live, pulling fans into Rocky’s orbit like a gravitational pull.
At 37, Rocky’s in a renaissance phase, trading the wild-child bravado of Live. Love. A$AP for something profoundly layered, where fatherhood tempers the fire without dimming it. “Robbery” spotlights this shift: his bars on rising from “printed tees to vintage tees” aren’t just flexes—they’re manifestos on legacy, with Doechii’s verse adding a queen’s coronation that elevates the whole affair. In a discography stacked with era-defining moments like Long. Live. A$AP, this track carves out space as a bridge to his future, proving the Harlem visionary still sets the blueprint for rap’s elite. Doechii, fresh off her own breakout with Alligator Bites Never Heal, mirrors that hunger, her “fashion killer” ethos syncing perfectly with Rocky’s throne-sitting poise—together, they’re rewriting the rules of collab chemistry.
What elevates “Robbery” beyond the beefs and brags is its cheeky undercurrent of intimacy, turning theft into temptation, where every “mwah” feels like a stolen kiss. As DON’T BE DUMB reshapes conversations around hip-hop’s boundaries, this cut stands as a microcosm of why Rocky’s absence only amplified his arrival—bigger, bolder, and brilliantly unfiltered.
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