No Love lyrics - Future
Done ran along to the club
Trying to leave a nigga for nothing
I used to see me as your husband
Even though I'm out here thugging
I'm missing all your touching
I ain't fell in love with no pussy
I ain't fell in love with no pussy
Done ran all through the club
Trying to leave a nigga for nothing
I used to see me as your husband
Even though I'm out here thugging
I'm missing all your touching
Ain't never fell in love with pussy
Ain't fell in love with no pussy
You want all my money
You want all my fame
You want to run to the club
Trying to fuck up my name
I ain't never been dishonorable
I took a chance on you
I even took you 'round my homies
Something I never do
I'm drinking and flashing a Rollie
Either you stay or you're going
I am never going to talk shit
But from the beginning, I knew I could afford it
Here, carry my .40
And you thought I would... oh, baby
I ain't fell in love with no pussy
Ain't fell in love with no pussy
Done ran off to the club
Trying to leave a nigga for nothing
I used to see me as your husband
Even though I'm out here thugging
I'm missing all your touching
Ain't never fell in love with pussy
Ain't fell in love with no pussy
Fuck you on your back
Fuck you laying over
Fuck you just like that
Fuck you in the car
Fuck you in the club
Fuck you in the studio
Never made love
Fuck you on your knees
Fuck you in the butt
Fuck you when you're drunk
Fuck you, beat it up
Just fuck you everywhere
Fuck you everywhere
Fuck you from the back
Fuck you, pull your hair
Fuck you and choke you
Fuck you like a teen
Fuck you like a king
Fuck you like a queen
Fuck you like a star
Fuck you like celebrity
Fuck you like I'm rich
Fuck you like I'm broke
I ain't fell in love with no pussy
Ain't fell in love with no pussy
Done ran off to the club
Trying to leave a nigga for nothing
I used to see me as your husband
Even though I'm out here thugging
I'm missing all your touching
Ain't never fell in love with pussy
Ain't fell in love with no pussy
Nobody Special lyrics - Hotboii & Future
If you stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything
I once said I love her, I told her anything
No you don't deserve a Birkin, not even a chunk of change
I break hearts, I'm a problem, we don't want the fame
Shawty pressure but I would never run her way
No, nobody special, I feel all these girls the same
That talking shit be extra I thought you knew for what you came
And if you don't then next one still gon' make me come the same
I'm just fucking on Alexis reminding me of whatshername
But don't ride me like a Tesla but I drove up left them hoes insane
Kayla gripping on my necklace and fucking let her wedding change
This ain't her ex, I got her nigga, we still be fuckin', I won't ever break
Trying do shit alone but the way she throw it can't make no better babe
Type of wet when I had it in days make me go meditate
Talk bout tz tz oh that poo poo stank, stanky little bitch come up my way
It's ironic Tisha suck me in the yo and she on my hook today
Tati couldn't even get my dick hard but wanted a dinner date
I got a cougar bitch so classy I only wanna fuck her in a Wraith
Lil Barbie she got track speed, I had to grip her legs
And then I kicked her out then helped her leave I grabbed that bitch the rake
If you stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything
I once said I love her, I told her anything
No you don't deserve a Birkin, not even a chunk of change
I break hearts, I'm a problem, she still wanna stay
Shawty pressure but I would never ride her way
You nobody special, I feel all these girls the same
Talking shit be extra I thought you knew for what you came
And if you don't then next one still gon' make me come the same
Bitch slime
You the type to give a wet freak a big slime
Heard you buss down AP big slime
She twin two turned 23 bitch slime
Boss that bitch up TTG big slime
Imma put red diamonds on my bitch big slime
Came out the field with this drip bitch slime
Twin have her taking on her trip big slime
Paid a big price for that twat bitch slime
Ain't loving no hoes slime her out big slime
Have different flavored bitches at my house big slime
She gon take my dick out put it right in her mouth
Just to fuck it and I give her clout
If you stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything
I once said I love her, I told her anything
No you don't deserve a Birkin, not even a chunk of change
I break hearts, I'm a problem we don't want the fame
Shawty pressure but I would never run her way
No, nobody special, I feel all these girls the same
That talking shit be extra I thought you knew for what you came
And if you don't then next one still gon' make me come the same
I know I'm toxic bae I'm sorry
If I break your heart go to the ER
If I break your heart go to the ER
I know I'm toxic bae I'm sorry
If I break your heart go to the ER
If I break your heart go to the ER
Os lyrics - Future
Ear Drummers
My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda
Mike Will made it
My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda
My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda
My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda
My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda
My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda
My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda
You think it's cheaper to keep her
You think it's cheaper to keep her
I ride with dope like it's legal
My niggas strapped with Osama
My niggas strapped with Osama
My niggas strapped with Osama
My niggas strapped with Osama
The young niggas strapped with Osama
The young niggas strapped with Osama
The strap niggas strapped with Osama
The young niggas strapped with the rra-rra
You niggas ain't nothin' but bitch niggas
You niggas ain't nothin' but snitch niggas
You niggas ain't nothin' but hoe niggas
You niggas ain't nothin' but broke niggas
Wanna come around, act like you don't know niggas
I'ma let the .44 kiss ya, I'ma let my bottom hoe hit ya
I be hangin' 'round some toe-taggers
Had ya smellin' like some clam chowder
Transport 'em like a space pilot
I got bands on me, ain't got no wallet
I got Xans on me, I got plenty molly
Got some young niggas and they're suicidal
Got my young nigga that's my mulignane
Hit ya with the nickel fuck a snow bunny
Hit ya with the nickel have ya soul runnin'
I just walk around with a check
She just fucked my friend for a check
I know money mean everything to you baby
But you gotta have respect
My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda
You think it's cheaper to keep her
You think it's cheaper to keep her
I ride with dope like it's legal
My niggas strapped with Osama
My niggas strapped with Osama
My niggas strapped with Osama
My niggas strapped with Osama
The young niggas strapped with Osama
The young niggas strapped with Osama
The strap niggas strapped with Osama
The young niggas strapped with the rrra-rrra
I'm strapped like Osama, my pocket got llamas
I'm fresh in Balmains
I trapped out the hummers, say fuck all that drama
I'm bustin' ya brain
Ain't trustin' you bitches, ain't trustin' these bitches
They're fuckin' for fame
Ain't no love for your niggas, no love for these bitches
No love in this game
Used to steal at the store, used to skip out of school
Nigga jump on the train
I go fuck on your hoe, nigga fuck being broke
I got money I'm made
I go stand on that corner, won't never afraid
I was never afraid
I go hit up a lick, I go jugg off a brick
I got money to make
I got ways to get paid
I get straight to that check, I was crazy depressed
I get money I'm fresh
You didn't know I was stressed, you my nigga for life
My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda
You think it's cheaper to keep her
You think it's cheaper to keep her
I ride with dope like it's legal
My niggas strapped with Osama
My niggas strapped with Osama
My niggas strapped with Osama
My niggas strapped with Osama
The young niggas strapped with Osama
The young niggas strapped with Osama
The strap niggas strapped with Osama
The young niggas strapped with the rra-rra
Paparazzi lyrics - Future
Paparazzi catching me with the shits
Paparazzi catching me with the shits
Jack boy tryna catch me without my stick, hey
Paparazzi catching me with the shits
Paparazzi catching me with the shits
Paparazzi catching me with the shits
Paparazzi catching me with the shits
Dab-dab, dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab
Dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab
Dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab
Paparazzi catching me with the shits
Paparazzi catching me with the shits
Paparazzi catching me with the shits, woah
Paparazzi catching me with the shits, woah
Paparazzi catching me with the shits, woah
Paparazzi catching me with the shits, woah
Bad man tryna catch me with the shits
Bad bitch tryna catch me with the shits
Bet you niggas don't catch me with the stick
Bet you niggas won't catch me with the stick
Paparazzi tryna catch me with this bitch
Paparazzi snappin' flicks with the shits
Told you young niggas I was with the shits
Tried to tell you bitches I was with the shits
Got a bitch with the bitch with the shits
Fucked the bitch with my bitch, that's the shit
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Jack boy you gon' catch me with my stick
Jack boy you gon' catch me with that stick
[?] tryna catch me with the shits
Dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab, dab
Dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab, dab
Dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab, dab
Dab-dab, dab-dab, 100 times
Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab
Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab
Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab
100 times, dab, 100 times, dab
100 times, dab, 100 times, dab
Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab
Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab
Dab down the street, dab down the street
Watch 'em dab down the street
Watch 'em dab down the street
I'm 'a dab down the strip
Dab-dab, 100 times dab
100 times dab on a bitch, dab-dab
Dab on a bitch, dab on the clique
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Paparazzi tryna catch young migo with the shits
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits
Fell asleep in the bitch on a Xan
Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan
Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan
Fell asleep in her pussy on a Perc
I fell asleep in her pussy on a pain pill
Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan, tired
Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan, tired
Fell asleep in her pussy on a Perc, tired
Fell asleep in her pussy on the lean, I'm wired
Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan, I'm tired
Fell asleep in her pussy on the lean, I'm drinkin'
Fell asleep in her pussy on the lean, drinkin'
Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan
Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan, snorin'
Payback lyrics - Juicy J (with Kevin Gates, Future, Sage The Gemini)
(from "Furious 7" soundtrack)
I know something you don't
That's me coming for you
You want war
We got war
We just wanna warn you
I know something you don't
That's me coming for you
You want war
We got war
We just wanna warn you
War for war
Bodies that hit the ground
You ready for us
'Cause it's bout to go down
Push 'em to the left
Push 'em to the right
Load the choppers up
Hit 'em on sight
Never turning back
I've done been to hell and back
Me, running out of guns?
No, never heard of that
I ain't never ran from a gunfight
This is you and me
Mano y Mano
You damn right
Don't act like you don't know
Know what I came for
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
You take one, I take one
You can't hide, you can't run
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
Respiratory beggin' for relief
I don't let 'em breathe
Goin' hard, I'm my own boss
Many ain't believe it
A feeling not an item
Appearing up out of thin air
Conquer everything that's in front of me
Now they under me
Rush to lead and respond
They strayed away, how a tunnel be
Took a leap of faith
Bungee cord about to give out
Nowadays whatever you say you gotta live out
Altitude have a parachute failure, we got a problem
Grow a set of wings or die when you hit the bottom
Never prayed to God, but never too late to try Him
Shots fired, Allen Iverson in the league
They say I ball hog and I'm not a part of the team
Breadwinner with these winners, built the regime
Taliban weapon in hand, kill everything
Amphetamines all for the state of a better means
I'm beautiful but known for the dope like Medellin
Don't act like you don't know
Know what I came for
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
You take one, I take one
You can't hide, you can't run
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
Don't act like you don't know
Know what I came for
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
You take one, I take one
You can't hide, you can't run
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
Dress in all black like a funeral
Murder, homicide wanna ride get residuals
Layin' on fire for residuals
365 when I grind for residuals
45 Magnum in the van wit him
Ratta tatta tat I let the blam hit them
I scream fuck the whole world and put a bomb in it
Finger on the trigger, tryna put my whole arm in it
I just want revenge, I just want revenge
We get it poppin' everyday
They took away my happiness
They try to take my head away
Don't act like you don't know
Know what I came for
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
You take one, I take one
You can't hide, you can't run
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
Don't act like you don't know
Know what I came for
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
You take one, I take one
You can't hide, you can't run
Too late to turn back
This is the payback
Perkies lyrics - Future
Pluto!
Yea. Yea
I don't play no games, nigga no facade
I got every car you want in my garage
She gotta fattie on her like Nicki Minaj
I copped a car and then I fucked her 'cause I'm naught
(Yea nigga)
I was ridin' 'round my hood with narcotics (Yea nigga)
I got 36 ounces in my pocket
I'm saucin' yea I'm hard to kill I got these mils yea
I took the gang off the planes and jumped on Leers, yea
I told the jeweler, told my niggas this our year yea
Zona stacked his first mil I'm so proud yea
Metro spent 3 on a crib he so out here
Ain't no sauce, ain't no loss, plenty more sauce, oou!
Push to start, man fuck them narcs, we take off
I got activis, color Randy Moss
30 chains on, ten rings on
Zona stacked his first mil, told ya I'm proud of him
Poppin' them seals, in Beverly Hills
My clarity clear (yea yea)
My diamonds are real (let's go)
Serve you some whip
Then take me a trip
I rap over scores, like it's a gift
It came with a stem
A thousand-one grand
I left in a Rari
Came back in a Lamb
I'm truly excited
My niggas get money (I'm that nigga)
Stash in the walls
All one hundreds
The coupe got frog eyes
I'll get ya hog tied
I know when one ride
Nigga we all slide
I'm trying to keep it so real with you
We kinda pulled off a miracle
We need some fresh new material
'Cause niggas ain't got nothing to live for
You can't be throwin' up money
Then goonin'
I'll keep it all the way real with you
I love to see when my niggas get money
I'ma keep it all the way real with you
Whole lot of loyalty, love, and honor
We gonna be hard to deal with
If you gotta put a hit out on your honor
Just know, nigga I'm still with you
Left, right wrist glowin
I can't keep it no more real with you
I keep codeine pourin'
Let me pop a pill with you
My young nigga locked behind the bars
I was trappin' first, then made myself a star
Baking Soda, cocaina on your heinous
Fuck being neutral, I'm exclusive
You can't find us
Cuban links, dipped in diamonds
Change the climate
That molly exclusive
Fuck yo bitch, 'cause she basic
I catch you hatin'
I'ma stab you up, like Jason
We got drug relations
Can't hear our conversations
We do home invasions
But that's just on occasions
Know what they do to snitches
When they sign them papers
Heard they found yo momma
But I din't tell 'em, "Rape her."
Rather have my dogs with me
Than have them in the cages
Make you get all of this pain
To feel the rock and cradle
Cut it off you fucking snake
You motherfucking traitors
My words will have you devastated but how can you blame us
You need to be decapitated boy you tried to play us
I'm having evil thoughts about you, better come and pay up
I'll pop a Desert Eagle at ya, ain't no one can save ya
Check my AP, I'm so loaded
Fuck yo bitch, she so bogus
My lil bitches yea
I buy them Rollies
Fuck yo clique, fuck yo OG
Stuff my blunts, three grams of OG
Shake 'em off, can't let you hold me
I came to stunt so hard on you, call the police
She swiped the cards, I fucked her with my brothers
A pound of OG, I smoke it I ain't sell it
I know some felons, take furs and melons
Buss down the prezi
Bussin' down a prezi
I hit the gas
Black ski mask
Stop acting
Going Bentley spazzing
Good addys, I can buy your baby daddy
Blatt, blatt, blatt
You don't want no static
Pesos lyrics - Future
Yeah
Title, title, title
ha-ha-ha-ha
Her little sister sent me the pic
Said, "Future, you're the shit."
Said, "Future, you're the shit."
Said, "Future, you're the shit."
Fell in love with the AK
Now a nigga gettin' payday
Cookin' up good yay-yay
Shout-out little Tay-Tay
Doin' whatever I say-say
You gotta do whatever I say-say
Put me on that waitin' list
Foreign coupes, I pop that
Young GOAT got right now, they pullin' off in that Hellcat
Promethazine that's every day
Codeine that's every day
Drift over like way-way
Had the young nigga doin' the Nae Nae
Big scraps on payday
Servin' on the little AJ, on Friday gettin' payday
Shout-out young Dae Dae
This ain't my main line, you callin' on my thot line
Hasta luego, I pulled up it's game time
I got the pesos, the pesos, the pesos
I got the pesos, the pesos, dinero
Squeeze trigger happy ass niggas, squeeze-squeeze
Tryna keep it cool, low-key, nigga freeze
Jack boys from around here, got crack boys around here
Ay, squad lit
Ay, squad lit
I told you came through in the clutch
She had her Hermès it was clutch
We pullin' after two by the bus
I bussed that bitch down like a Dutch
Teflon, can't be touched
Get that money like I'm in a rush, ooh
Told you I was Taliban Gang in the first place
ATL, yeah ATL, yeah that's my birthplace
Dollar sign, yeah, that's my earth day
If you ain't shinin' then there no one to blame
I drop heat, and they know when I came
I ain't tryna be defeated, I just wanna be greeted
Smashin' off the seat, yeah she boujee and she greedy
Fashion is a regimen, you wanna pledge allegiance
Taliban Gang have you bobbin' and you weavin'
We don't wanna keep it, we ain't nothin' but we even
Talking 'bout you leavin' bitch, you went and bought a heathen
Met up in a hotel with some Puerto Rican
And you know she freaky, yeah, yeah, a bitch geekin'
Peakin' out the window 'cause you know a nigga tweakin'
It ain't no pretendo 'cause you know I'm seein' demons
('Cause you know I'm seein' demons)
I got the pesos, the pesos, the pesos
I got the pesos, the pesos, dinero
You wanna know some' 'bout that 911 Turbo? Skrr
Ay, Pyrex in that oven, you hit that dope until it skrr
Cruisin' over town, nine to five with that work
Puttin' overtime on the grind go berserk
Fuck her all the time tryna make that pussy squirt
Talkin' down on a nigga, put you in the dirt
Goin' on the pound and I'm trippin' off syrup, ay
You see the way they duplicated?
You see the way they try to play me?
I had a plan and I waited y'all
On my way a new millennial
Got another Xan, it can't calm me down
Runnin' up them bands, new millennial
Spend it in a day, I gotta hit reup
Twenty bands a day, they gotta hear me out
Yeah, ooh, gotta hear me out
I got the pesos, the pesos, the pesos
I got the pesos, the pesos, dinero
Real And True lyrics - Future (feat. Miley Cyrus & Mr. Hudson)
Why did we go all the way?
What do we do, oh, when it rains?
When the sun dies and the stars fade from view
Our love will remain real and true
Through the distant (And through the distant) and cold depths of space (Yeah, yeah)
The radio sings our song (Yeah, yeah), it's a love real and true
Hold on, hold on, hold up, Future, what the fuck you doin'?
You can annihilate way more chicks than the chick you screwin'
You on top of your game, homie, man you a star
You got real bitches, they love that nigga that you are
They say you're like Jimi Hendrix, in his early twenties
You in Vegas, you supposed to be with a snow bunny
You a player, huh, you wanna come around and save her
Keep it trill, you lovin' her just as much as your career
You mad ill, I knew you'd be the one to keep it real
And I can't even lie, dog, when I see y'all it gives me chills
And I'm 'a stand behind y'all because I know the way you live
Aye just do me this favor, you give it time, time reveals
When the sun dies and the stars fade from view
Our love will remain real and true
Through the distant and cold depths of space
The radio sings our song, it's a love real and true
We've been in the same place, for a long, long time
If our hearts go the wrong way, I still know you're mine
Should we even try to fight it?
If our love is trapped in all ways
I know that things been rough
But when you're by my side
It's more than enough, yeah
For us to make it through the test of time
When the sun dies (When the sun dies) and the stars fade from view (From view)
Our love will remain real and true
Through the distant (Through the distant) and cold depths of space
The radio sings our song, it's a love real and true
Standin' in the middle of humility
Can't nobody never love you more than me
Can't nobody never love you more than me
If love is all you need, I'm all you'll ever need
I can never be scared of commitment
I can prevail through life without bein' malicious
I can't hold you for responsible for your mischiefs
I hope you are never huntin' me with vengeance
I'm not predictin' anything, I'm just listenin'
Congratulations, you made it, you coulda missed it
And I'm acceptin' your past but forgiveness
And with all the mistakes I've made, you're still listenin'
When the sun dies (When the sun dies) and the stars fade from view (Aw, yeah)
Our love will remain real and true
Through the distant (Through the distant) and cold depths of space (Yeah, yeah)
The radio sings our song (Yeah, yeah), it's a love real and true
RECIPE FOR LOVE lyrics - Strick & Future
Maybe it's my fault...
Wanna see you shine. I can dim your star
Recipe for love. Cupid shot to the heart
Moment of clarity. See you who you are
Yeah (Yeah)
Doing me bad, doing me bad, baby
But somehow I think you been doing me bad, doing me bad, baby
Doing me bad, doing me bad, baby
But somehow I think you been doing me bad, doing me bad, baby
(Don't say you love me 'cause with everything you do)
Maybe it's my fault
Around 6 AM, I always fall in love
Putting a lot of splash on Hermès sheets
Stepped up the fashion in Burberry
I shouldn't be spending this fast. Low-key
I do it in Harrods VIP
Chrome Heart frames like a nigga can't see
So much temptation lately
I'm putting all this blame on me
I'm putting all this blame on me
You shouldn't want me to lose
You should want me to lose
Usually you're picking up too fast
I send a text, "Why you acting like that?"
Got me tripping (Damn)
Girl, you're tripping
It seem apparent you ain't let go of the past
How we're gon' fix it, if we going tit for tat?
Apologized but it ain't change your reaction
Going crazy. I got it bad for you
I'm putting all this blame on me
Doing me bad baby
But somehow I think you been doing me bad, doing me bad, baby
Doing me bad, doing me bad, baby
But somehow I think you been doing me bad
When you say you love me, do you really mean you do?
If you really did, it'd show
Every moment with you feels new
But I no longer know
Wanna see you shine. I can't dim your star
Recipe for love. Cupid shot to the heart
Moment of clarity. See you who you are
Maybe it's my fault
Around 6 AM, I always fall in love
And the way you love, and you do everything
I need you now. Oh
(Shawn, Shawn)
I'm putting all this blame on me
Rings On Me lyrics - Future
Fuck the prosecutor and the jury
Went to court, had a million dollars in jewelry
You need to treat me like a king
You shoulda fucked me like a king
You shoulda fucked me like a king
You shoulda fucked me like a king
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
You shoulda fucked me like a king
I'm taking ecstasy with the Hi-T
I seen the devil when I went to sleep
The feds taking pics, that's my ID
'Cause I stashed me a brick in a car seat
Yeah, bitch go big like yeah, bitch get hit, like yeah
Yeah, bitch go big like yeah, bitch get hit, like yeah
Yeah, we don't buy one pair, nigga gon' buy ten pair
Yeah, drinkin' on Act that's rare, drinkin' on Act that's rare
Fuckin' them hoes like a bear, nigga gon' hit that bare
Yeah, I'ma put lamb in the trap, it gon' make me put a lamb in a trap
Yeah, nigga we shooting on sight, niggas gon' never play fair
Yeah, diamonds light up real clear, now everybody wanna stare
Yeah, sipping on tea in the Bent, and it look just like a mint
Yeah, outside white and red, outside white and red
Yeah, might've had a ticket last night, and I'm on first class flight
Yeah, all my homies got bails, all my homies got white
Yeah, bitch want new Chanel, all I gotta do is go swipe
Yeah, codeine all in my cup, 'cause I live a rock-star life
Yeah, and ain't go buy no bitch no ring (ay, ay)
Unless I put them shits on me (ay, ay)
I'm boutta put 'em all on me (whoa, ay)
And ain't gon' buy the bitch the lean (ay, yeah)
And ain't gon' buy no more damn rings (No, no)
I'm boutta put 'em all on me (Yeah, yeah)
I'm boutta put them shits on me (Yeah)
I'm with the shits and you can see that (Yeah, yeah)
I'm with the shits and you can see that (Yeah)
I'm with the shits and you can see that (Yeah)
I'm with the shits and you can see that (Yeah)
With the shits and you can see that
Ain't smoking no back with you, I turn my back on you (Yeah)
I spray this MAC on you, I waste some Act on you (Yeah)
Two on the line, we drink it like it's jumbo juice (Yeah)
You bought a truck, now you gotta snatch the coupe (Yeah)
You tried to wife her, but she loving on the crew (Yeah)
She getting recycled, we gon' fuck her like she new (Yeah)
I told my dog we gotta get back in the stu' (Yeah)
We get more money, any other niggas prove (Yeah)
Man, fuck these hoes, we ain't got nothing else to prove (Yeah)
I got a pill if you tryna catch the groove (Yeah)
I put my trust in y'all, Metro and I got the juice now
Made so much money, he gon' send your ass through school now
I had to go back to my jeweler, I got the flu now
I had to go back to the jeweler, I got the flu now
Fuck the prosecutor, yeah, fuck the jury
Went to court, had a million dollars in jewelry
Shoulda fucked me like a king (Yeah)
They better treat me like a king (Yeah, yeah)
I fucked that bitch in new Supreme (Yeah, yeah)
I was the first to buy Supreme (Yeah, yeah)
I was the first to buy Celine (Yeah, yeah)
Look at my driveway, I got traffic
Even my side bitch, she got status
So I ain't shaking my behind, work that magic
Nigga, I'm claiming all my hoes on my taxes
Fucked her on a Percocet, she been in love from there, yeah
And if you selling Activis, I'll purchase your whole trap, yeah
See how they're pimping your national
Money come in, the fastest growth
My cars and my thots, international
Came in this bitch on the Adderall
All of this money, my problems solved
It's the typical issues that need to be solved
Gave her the game, no round of applause
I didn't get not a text at all
How you expect me not to sign it all
When I live a life like Escobar
When I call the shots, they never got crossed
Opinion on me, when I go in the vault
Gave 'em that bait and they ate on the sauce
I gave 'em that bait and they ate on the sauce
Rock Star lyrics - Future (feat. Nicki Minaj)
Super Future
Future Hendrix nigga
Rock star
Aight
[Future:]
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rock star life, the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars
My niggas rocking gold like we're stuck back in the 80s
I seen my first M and damn near went crazy
I went and bought a Ghost and tried to crash a Mercedes
I fucked this nigga hoe and almost made her my lady, hey
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rock star life, the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars
[Nicki Minaj:]
How I'm gonna come on it, I just cum on it
Another bitch, why would you put a bum on it?
Special Olympics, I'mma go dumb on it
No bike tricks, but I'mma stunt on it
A nigga talk slick, I'mma get Stunna on it
A phone call might, get a big gun on in
Who was on it?
Ain't a bitch in the game, that'll do what I does on it
Be clear, cover Marie Claire
Million dollar show in India, she's there
My own drink, Moscato Myx now
They seen Freaks, so it's pasties on their tits now
Cuban link up, queue the Brinks truck
If I was a nigga, I'd be getting my dick sucked
Diamonds on my wrist, di-diamonds on my wrist
Ask Jason the jeweler, I'm cold
Simon on my wrist
Centerfold, pussy's fatter than most
They gotta send an M, if she leavin' the coast
My bitches rocking gold, yeah we was born in the 80s
Chanel, Versace hoes
At the Mirage out in Vegas, let's get it
[Future:]
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rock star life, the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars
My niggas rocking gold like we're stuck back in the 80s
I seen my first M and damn near went crazy
I went and bought a Ghost and tried to crash a Mercedes
I fucked this nigga hoe and almost made her my lady, hey
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rock star life, the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars
Hey, hey cordless money, I was done rocking my chains
I'm taking all my bitches, they say they're takin' the blame
Don't love one more than the other, I love 'em all the same
I love 'em all the same
I'm tycoon status, I keep my hoes all in practice
Got money in the attic, making million dollar deposits
See I'm a Fetti savage, I get paper on paper
100 million carats, might give an M on a favor
That's a real nigga, bitch love a nigga like me
She ate that dog food, that bitch [?] it than me
Hey can you come for this money? Can you come for this dough?
Can you take off these diamonds that's hanging all on my rope?
I'm sophisticated, bitch she know I'm so bougie
Shoulda join a team, thinking of rolling the movies
Oh you like ball players? Ho you know I be ballin'
I'm jumping out the gym, I'm 'bout to fuck on some Ms, yeah
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rock star life, the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars
My niggas rocking gold like we're stuck back in the 80s
I seen my first M and damn near went crazy
I went and bought a Ghost and tried to crash a Mercedes
I fucked this nigga hoe and almost made her my lady, hey
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rock star life, the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars
Scammalot lyrics - Future
Drip sale
We got more drip
More, more, more, more, more
More, more, what I do?
Lil shorty broke my heart (skrrt, skrrt)
These niggas, they some marks (skrrt, skrrt)
Nigga, fuck the plug (skrrt, skrrt)
I made myself a plug (skrrt, skrrt)
Fuck it up in the trap, yeah, yeah
I just DOA'd a thot, yeah, yeah
Couple Dracos in the spot, yeah, yeah
All my niggas scammalot, yeah, yeah
Push, start, roll up, man I'm on my own
Come through with my doors up, man I'm in my zone
Little brothers froze up, and I'm comin' strong
All my baby mammas keep at least a Rollie on
When I'm on a pill, that mean that I'm a rollin' stone, yeah
When I had the crack, that mean that I was rollin' stones, yeah
When I got that gat, that mean I get my roll on, yeah
When I give her a stack I'm already knowin' she comin' home
You need to get your buzz up, yeah, yeah
I fuck like three strippers at one time, yeah, yeah
I'm rollin' three dices at one time, yeah, yeah
I'm just tryna wife you for one time
You ain't got no license, duckin' one time
I know you been triflin' for one time
Shit, if I had all the love in the world for you
Yeah, I damn near gave my girl to you, yeah, yeah
Before you take it, give some drugs to you, yeah, yeah
Hit the yatch and roll loud with you, yeah, yeah
Know, I made my nigga proud, yeah, yeah
I can't hang around no coward niggas, yeah
Lil shorty broke my heart (skrrt, skrrt)
These niggas, they some marks (skrrt, skrrt)
Nigga, fuck the plug (skrrt, skrrt)
I made myself a plug (skrrt, skrrt)
Fuck it up in the trap, yeah, yeah
I just DOA'd a thot, yeah, yeah
Couple Dracos in the spot, yeah, yeah
All my niggas scammalot, yeah, yeah
Shit lyrics - Future
Aye
Talkin' 'bout ya bustin' heads (ay), nigga, you ain't shot shit
Talkin' 'bout ya workin' clips (ay), nigga, you ain't—
Aye (Eardrummers, Mike WiLL Made-It)
Aye, oh, you done go and get all them guns, and you ain't killed nobody yet?
Aye, how many times you shot that motherfucker, nigga?
Aye, ain't nobody popped up dead?
Aye, thought y'all niggas was murderers
Shit
Talkin' 'bout you poppin' tags, nigga, you ain't bought shit
Talkin' 'bout a hundred bottles, nigga, you ain't popped shit
All you talk 'Nana clips, nigga, you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga, you ain't fuck shit
Talkin' 'bout you poppin' tags (Shit), nigga, you ain't bought shit (Shit)
Talkin' 'bout a hundred bottles (Shit), nigga, you ain't popped shit (Shit)
All you talk 'Nana clips (Shit), nigga, you ain't shot shit (Shit)
Spending money on these hoes (Shit), nigga, you ain't fuck shit (Shit)
Shit
Shit
Bought the ho a hundred pair of red bottoms (Shit)
That's a quarter milli' on a hand job, my nigga
Brrt, stick 'em
Fuck you and every nigga came with you
Go and put a nigga on a picture
Go and put a nigga on a T-Shirt
Back in the day, when a nigga sell dope
I'ma slap your daddy out and then put him in a hole
Glock 40, woo
Turn up, turn up
My ambitions as a rider
Sippin' on lean, getting higher
Nigga, I'm a codeine buyer
No, you not a foreign whip driver
Shout out to the shooters and the shooters only
You never walk around with a lot of money
Hundred dollars fallin' all out your pocket
When you hit 'em in the head, can you keep it solid?
Bulletproof whip, we'll blow it up
Like some raw uncut dope, blow it up
Represent your gang, nigga, throw it up
I don't give a fuck where you at, nigga, throw it up
Talkin' 'bout you poppin' tags, nigga, you ain't bought shit
Talkin' 'bout a hundred bottles, nigga, you ain't popped shit
All you talk 'Nana clips, nigga, you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga, you ain't fuck shit
Talkin' 'bout you poppin' tags (Shit), nigga, you ain't bought shit (Shit)
Talkin' 'bout a hundred bottles (Shit), nigga, you ain't popped shit (Shit)
All you talk 'Nana clips (Shit), nigga, you ain't shot shit (Shit)
Spending money on these hoes (Shit), nigga, you ain't fuck shit (Shit)
Shit
Shit
Catch a nigga slippin' at the red light
With ya AK, let me see you shoot it
You a goon, you a goon, you a goon, you a goon
Nigga, let me see you prove it
Presidential Rollie and it's glidin'
Love a nigga wrist when it's shinin'
Hate a nigga wrist when it's blingin'
So I went and added more diamonds
Hot Boy, nigga, BG
That's the way these young niggas eat
Drinking on syrup, can't sleep
Keep it copacetic with your partner
Blockbuster niggas running 'round with real choppers
Nigga, what's the color of them bottles? They ain't gold
And you moving 'round with ya ho
You ain't even sticking to the code
Pimps up, pimps up. Hoes down (Hoes down)
A pool full of money and I'm 'bout to drown
I'ma fool on the corner with that Bobby Brown
Button up suits at the Grammys
Had to turn it up for the family
Yes, I'm a Freeband bandit
Talkin' 'bout you poppin' tags, nigga, you ain't bought shit
Talkin' 'bout a hundred bottles, nigga, you ain't popped shit
All you talk 'Nana clips, nigga, you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga, you ain't fuck shit
Talkin' 'bout you poppin' tags (Shit), nigga, you ain't bought shit (Shit)
Talkin' 'bout a hundred bottles (Shit), nigga, you ain't popped shit (Shit)
All you talk 'Nana clips (Shit), nigga, you ain't shot shit (Shit)
Spending money on these hoes (Shit), nigga, you ain't fuck shit (Shit)
Shit
Shit
Shit (Remix) lyrics - Future (feat. Drake & Juicy J)
[Future:]
Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hundred bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit
[Drake:]
Took niggas out the hood like I'm from there
So you know it's all good when I come there
I hear you talk about your city like you run that
And I brought my tour to your city, you my son there nigga
But I had to come through for the remix
On my haven’t done a verse in 8 weeks shit
And if a nigga say my name, he the hot shit
But if I say the nigga name, he still the hot shit
Fucked up, lucky I don't feed into the gossip
Niggas act like they don't know, but they should know
Yeah, I just think it's funny how they're dangling the bait
But I'm the one that's killing niggas on the hooks though
And niggas ain't got a grill, still ice grill hating
I know y'all already know Mike Will Made It
Just looking at the numbers, nigga, I feel amazing
I call Michael Jordan up and Mike will make it
I'm the young rap nigga with the 'Melo deal
You need to come to OVO for a better deal
Just know a million ain't shit once you get a mill
And niggas say it’s all good, that’s how you better feel
Nigga nah, fuck that, this year I'm talking big stuff
Rolling through the city like a young nigga bricked up
Fuck niggas gon' be fuck niggas
That's why we never give a fuck when a fuck nigga switched up
[Future:]
Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hundred bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit
[Juicy J:]
If money talk then your pockets ain't saying shit
I'm in the bathroom getting head from your bitch
And I ain't paying her shit
You want beef? You don't know who you playing with
I tell my pilot to land the jet
I'm hopping off, get 'em, we popping off
Give a click and you niggas dead where you standing at
I'm just a trippy nigga smoking on cabbage
Your money funny like Jim Carrey
I got bitches that's super bad like Halle
And we still keeping that white like Barry
I'm a rich nigga, still keep a pistol with me
Nigga you ain't fuckin' with a picture of me
I got all this cake and shooters with me
Just in case you pussy niggas try to get you a piece
What it is, my nigga? What it's hittin' for?
Where the car you were whippin' in the video?
Where is the ice at? Where is them pretty hoes?
You a fraud, real niggas already know
Broke ass niggas I can't stand them
I hit 'em with the cannon
I buying out the mall at random
Juicy J that nigga is fresh to death
Smoke 'til there is nothing left
Bail off and then I'm ghost in my Phantom
Slow Down lyrics - Future
Three hundred thou' when I signed it
Whippin' it off when I signed it
Droppin' the top when I sign it
Showin' it off when I sign it
I been at the dealership all day, you know where to find me
My bitches gon' have they way, I give 'em all an assignment
We spent 60k to sit front row at the fight
Went on vacation, came back and bought some ice
Order the private, put the choppers on a flight
Fuck them imposters, we some shottas in real life
I'm whippin' a giant, nigga my money's a giant
I fuck her tomorrow, nigga ain't never replyin'
It's one of a kind, this watch, it's hard to find it
I send out a kite, they all gon' end up dyin'
I send a out a hit to the charts, and keep on climbin'
Throw the Benz in park, I put a few squares on the Cayenne
She speaking the lingo, I met her at Dior on Rodeo
Yeah I'm one of a kind, you need to check out my portfolio
Bitch don't speak no English, bitch don't speak no English
Heard that chopper ringing, better not do no singing
Fuck these hoes in Phoenix, ain't got no more semen
Four door Lamborghini, you ain't never seen it
Shawty so predictable, can't keep it one thou'
Drinking codeine, it's getting hard to slow down
[?]
Put the cash in the wall and the ground, I never can touch it
We hit a few licks but "shh", we never discuss it
Free my lil' brother, he locked in the cage, he bloody
We can't be gang bangin' on wax
Niggas be false claiming, get whacked
You giving head shots, you better keep it one thou'
Riding for the gang, it's getting hard to slow down
And I told my brother Metro, we 'bout to change the whole sound
And before I go insane, I'm 'bout to change my whole style
I only had drove it once, after I signed it
I gave you help like a sponsor, I gotta remind 'em
I'm taking all my brothers and treating 'em with diamonds
I wouldn't be here today without my environment
Embracing my dogs like brothers, man fuck all these diamonds
I came from out of the struggle, it's cold and grimy
I came from Lil' Mexico, and changed the climate
I hopped on the G5, I'm thinking 'bout buying it
A half of million gone, soon as I signed it
The doors that go in the air, I look like a pilot
And I know anytime of day it get violent
Smoke And Mirrors lyrics - Future
Most of this shit smoke and mirrors
[CHORUS]
Don't believe what they tell you Smoke and Mirrors!!
Half that shit they sell you Smoke and Mirrors!!
You know you gotta hit Smoke and Mirror!!
You niggas can't be serious!!
Don't believe what they tell you Smoke and Mirrors!!
I know you bitches feelin' it Smoke and Mirrors!!
They wanna see ya fade Smoke and Mirrors!!
You niggas can't be serious!!
They gas you up like AMACO and feel your head with lies
Tell the team that got you here they ain't worthy for the ride
You need to cut em off immediately they not good for you
They tell you anything you wanna here but its up to you to know whats really going on thinks of what the fakest
Everything that glitters ain't gold have patience
They rather see you fall
They don't wanna see you ball
They gone try they damn best to come between in you all
Put the picture in the media bout the drama
Don't know heart or work it took from them summers
Now they wanna add you on Twitter like they yo kin
WHAT THE FUCK GOING ON
Nigga I know you ain't my friend
[CHORUS]
I camoflauge my jacket blendin' in with the snakes
I'm drinkin' on some active and I swear I taste like grapes (Lean)
I got to be on drugs just to deal with the fake
This shit going on in the industry ain't no way am relate
You got to keep it real with the niggas that's around you
The ones that who was there before the fame, the ones that keep you grounded
You gotta show love to the hood in every county
Every City, every gurl a kissin' baby, hugging mothers
Them old folks they fuck with Future like they young again
Ain't no way Imma let you hold me back I'm going in
My top off go and kicks some rocks off nigga fucking with a young boss
[CHORUS]
Substitute Everything lyrics - Future
[Hook]
I’m takin pain pills, I’m takin pain pills (why?)
Wishing it can take away the pain
Smoke a lot of kush, I smoke a lot of kush (for what?)
Thinking I can blow away some things
I’m sippin codeine, I’m sippin codeine (why you sippin?)
Wishing I could slow down fame
(How you manage this lifestyle?)
I’m tryin' to substitute everything
I'm tryin' to substitute everything
I’m tryin' to substitute everything
I’m tryin' to substitute everything
I’m tryin' to substitute everything
[Verse 1]
Today I took a Xanax, I started miss some family
I don't see them as much, I know they feel abandoned
I'm workin til I pass out and I don't understand it
From where I come from every moment we tryna take advantage
I got my prescription prescribed and I ain't hit the pharmacy
I got some homies that done died been on my mind mentally
Roll up the kush and let’s get high and take off to a galaxy
I just wanna be in my zone where nothing bothers me
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I believe hard times made me like this
I don’t leave the studio, I like making hits
There’s broken relationships that I can’t fix
I got bad habits I picked up I can’t kick
I need my herb, I need my syrup
Now I’m free like a bird
I make a lot of millz, I had to pop a pill
Just to get a thrill You don't know how I feel
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
This bitch filed for child-support like I don’t take care of my child
She want them stacks I got on me, she wanna see me down
I had to take a molly, it lift me off the ground
I watch my dreams come true, I wish my granddad see me now (rest in peace)
I’m tryin to keep everybody happy, bringing me stress
Everything come and collect, when I'm smoking on sex (Kush)
Maybe this is the sound of faith, maybe this a test
I spend a lot of money so I don’t get depressed
[Hook]
Take You Back lyrics - Future
My love
My love
All night
I've been drunk and confused
All night
Wishin' I never made rules
All night
I'm so tired of bein' a fool
All night
What should I do?
I know I said what I said, but that ain't what I mean
I'll take you back, I'll take you back
I know I said I was done, but that ain't what I mean
But I'll take you back, I'll take you back
I'll take you back, back, back
I'll take you back (mmm, mmm, mmm)
I'll take you back, back, back, oh yeah
I'll take you back
Back, back, back, b-b-back, back, back, back, back, back
All night
Back, back, back, back
All night
Back, back, b-back, back, back
All night
Back, back, back, back
Take you back in the morning-ing-ing-ing
Back, back, b-back, back, back
All night
I know you wanna be some (be some)
I don't mind it, girl, I don't mind it (I don't mind it)
Girl, I never can deny you (deny you), I will never try to fight you (fight you)
Why try it, girl? I done tried it (all night)
Bottom line, line, line, bottom line
You're the finest, girl, you're the finest (all night)
Bottom line, line, line, bottom line, line
You're always mine, mine, mine, always mine
I know I said what I said, but that ain't what I mean
I'll take you back, I'll take you back
I know I said I was done, but that ain't what I mean
But I'll take you back, I'll take you back
I'll take you back, back, back
I'll take you back (mmm, mmm, mmm)
I'll take you back, back, back, oh yeah
I'll take you back
Back, back, back, b-b-back, back, back, back, back, back
All night
Wasn't tryna control you (control)
I'm just tryin' to feel your loyalty (your loyalty)
Never wanted to destroy you (destroy you)
I did everything because of you (because of you)
You can love me, girl, it's all you (all you)
You'll still be the one to fall through
Bottom line, line, line, bottom line (bottom line)
You're the finest, girl, you're the finest (all night)
Bottom line, line, line, bottom line, line (bottom line)
You're always mine, mine, mine, always mine
I know I said what I said, but that ain't what I mean
I'll take you back, I'll take you back
I know I said I was done, but that ain't what I mean
But I'll take you back, I'll take you back
I'll take you back, back, back
I'll take you back (mmm, mmm, mmm)
I'll take you back, back, back, oh yeah
I'll take you back
Back, back, back, b-b-back, back, back, back, back, back
All night
Back, back, back, back
All night
Back, back, b-back, back, back
I'll take you
All night
Back, back, back, back
Take you back in the morning-ing-ing-ing
Back, back, b-back, back, back
All night
I was wrong
Now you're gone
I was wrong
Now you're gone
That's A Check lyrics - Future (feat. Rick Ross)
Pluto!
Tell 'em I go crazy
808 Mafia
[Future:]
Bloody Goyard that's a check
This bad Ethiopian gave me becky (I swear to God)
You see the way I talk, that's a check
This blonde ghetto broad gave me becky
My crip done bought the oo-ee worth a checky
And my Venezuelan yeah, gave me Becky
Credit card fraud, busting checky
Diamonds shining all on my necklace (on my neck)
I got niggas dying for this (dying for this gang shit)
I just wanna shine for this
Ain't gone waste no time in this (I can't waste no time)
I done did some crimes in the streets
I told you from the jump its one thou
I could throw that up and make a pile
I just made a bad bitch pout
Hoes catch an attitude for this cash (woo!)
Tell me what she wanna do for this bag
Pussy so good girl you ain't gotta ask
Make niggas spend a check on that ass
Make a nigga spend a check on that ass
Bloody Goyard that's a checky
This bad Ethiopian gave me becky
You see the way I talk, that's a check
This blonde ghetto broad gave me becky
[Rick Ross:]
I put the Rollie on five-thirty in the morning (woah)
I really want it, I forgot I even bought it (woah)
Bought a block and I'm a die to pay the mortgage (woah)
Dead broke, you still alive it's rigamortis (woah)
I got the choppers so don't make me catch a body (woah)
I got the scoop, they say it shoots don't get me started
I got the Bentley coupe, G-Wagon, and the Porsche
A nigga rich, the bitches brag on the boss shits
My condolences, I heard about your losses
Killing these niggas, Ricky Ross about to floss it
I got her pussy popping on my triple beam
Black bottles so you know we sipping lean
Drinking the yellow or the red, I want the green
All leather seats, and I'm on Promethazine
Lamborghini's back to back look like a car race
Hundred room mansion, now I think I'm Scarface (boss)
[Future:]
Bloody Goyard that's a checky
This bad Ethiopian gave me becky (I swear to God)
You see the way I talk, that's a check
This blonde ghetto broad gave me becky
My crip done bought the oo-ee worth a checky
And my Venezuelan yeah, gave me Becky
Credit card fraud, busting checky
Diamonds shining all on my neck
All glass white house, sleeping with the tuna
Bad bitch by the pool, looking like a movie
Five-thirty A.M. putting all the rings on
I took your bitch, and gave her back to ya, I'm King Kong (super!)
Chandeliers on the back, by the ceiling
Make sure before I die my niggas got a million
These bitches chasing me like I'm a dream
I'm married to Freebandz, that's forever
I got Floyd pulling up at the house on a yacht
A millionaire and I'm a have my way with these thots
Pull a chopper, put a few Dracos in them spots
You was coolin' off, and I was warming up, now I'm hot
I got bitches like new shoes they cost a lot
I got shooters gonna make the news if they pop out
Too many diamonds on, they got me snowboarding
Tell ya fuck the kid but ain't got nun' to show for it
Bloody Goyard that's a checky
This bad Ethiopian gave me becky (I swear to God)
You see the way I talk, that's a check
This blonde ghetto broad gave me becky
My crip done bought the oo-ee worth a checky
And my Venezuelan yeah, gave me Becky
Credit card fraud, busting checky
Diamonds shining all on my necklace (on my neck)
Thinkin lyrics - Spiff TV (performed by Anuel AA, Bad Bunny & Future)
[Future (Anuel AA) {Bad Bunny}:]
The Union, yeah
Real trap shit
I told Spiff we talking records
(Real Hasta La Muerte)
{Dímelo Spiff, yeh}
The Runners
Yeh, esta es La Unión
Future
(Anuel)
{Bad Bunny baby, bebé}
[Future:]
I fuck reality stars, her pussy is good
I make a R&B broad, suck on that wood
I drive foreign cars, and that's understood
I drop 80 on one pinky ring
What the hell I was thinkin'?
I had to pull over an agressive Mercedes
The hell I was drinkin'?
I fuck all these hoes, I be gettin' all this money, I turn 'em to demons
[Future (Bad Bunny):]
What the hell I was thinkin'?
What the hell I was thinkin'?
What the hell I was thinkin'? (yeh, yeh, yeh)
What the hell I was thinkin'? (yeh)
[Bad Bunny:]
Yo muero guerreando como Mussolini (wuh)
Ando con Spiff en un Lamborghini (skrt)
Díselo Luian, que hace tiempo que ya tú le metiste a Mimi
Sólo totitos de televisión (yeh)
Porque saben más rico (rico, rico, rico)
Ando buscando putas en Miami porque ya les di a to'as las de Puerto Rico (prrra), yeah
Siempre ando en el aire como Jet Blue (Blue, Blue)
Las botellas son de Möet o de Don Peri, yo no quiero Blue (¡no!)
Codeína con Sprite o con Mountain Dew (Dew, Dew)
Las baby no se despegan pa' mí que en el bicho tengo Krazy Glue (Glue-Glue)
Codeine y Ciclón (-clon, -clon), coca y un blunt (wuh-wuh)
No sé que puñeta yo pienso, tengo un arrebato cabrón (arrebato cabrón)
Jangueando con Future, Obama y LeBron (yeh, yeh, yeh)
Gastando 300 mil pesos que tenía guardado en un dron (wuh-uh)
Diosa Canales en Venezuela, Giulia Arane en Italia
Y en PR lo siento por Francis, pero estoy puesto pa' darle a Natalia (chin-chin-chin-chin)
[Future:]
I fuck reality stars, her pussy is good
I make a R&B broad, suck on that wood
I drive foreign cars, and that's understood
I drop 80 on one pinky ring
What the hell I was thinkin'?
I had to pull over an agressive Mercedes
The hell I was drinkin'?
I fuck all these hoes, I be gettin' all this money, I turn 'em to demons
[Future (Anuel AA):]
What the hell I was thinkin'?
What the hell I was thinkin'?
What the hell I was thinkin'? (hey)
What the hell I was thinkin'? (hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Anuel AA:]
Tatuajes en mi piel (piel)
Yo estoy en la NBA, Magic Johnson con el 32, eh
Me muero como un tiburón, antes de sobrevivir como un pez (pez)
Empecé joseando, ahora estoy clavando putas en el yate y en el jet (jet)
Fendi, Giuseppe, antes joseaba pa' comprarme las 3
Rebota esas nalgas, baby (baby)
Como si tú trabajara' en el strip club (strip club)
Vo' a comerme ese totito, bon appétit
'Tamo fumando como Don y chingando como actores de porno
Rebota esas nalgas, baby (baby)
Como si tú trabajara' en el strip club (strip club)
Vo' a comerme ese totito, bon appétit
'Tamo fumando como Don y chingando como actores de porno
[Future (Bad Bunny) {Anuel AA}:]
Post up, I smoke on the Gas State {hey, hey, hey, hey}
Fuck off, I smoke on the Gas {hey}
Post up, I smoke on the Gas Station
Post up, I smoke on the Gas (wuh)
Post up, I smoke on the Gas Station (yeh)
Post up, I smoke on the Gas {hey}
Post up, I smoke on the Gas Station (blue)
Post up, I smoke on the Gas
[Bad Bunny, Anuel AA & Future:]
Prrra
Bad Bunny (yeah), baby, be-be-be-bé, jeje
Anuel
Yeh-eh
La doble A
Dí-Dí-Dí-Díselo Luian
Dímelo Spiff, jeje (hey)
Yeah-yeah
Future
Future, yeah
The Union
Esta es la unión
Hear This Musi-¡ih!
Real Hasta La Muerte, yeh, yeh, yeh
Trap Kingz, baby
Trap Kingz, baby
Cabrones, ustedes no pueden roncarnos de Trap a nosotros
Esta es la unión
too easy lyrics - Gunna & Future
(Wheezy outta here)
[Gunna:]
It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this shit too easy
Different bitch for every season showin' me they cleavage
I take drugs and feel relaxed, it's like they therapeutic
She text that pussy, I don't call back so she won't think I need it
Made it out the jungle, I ball, ain't got no jumper
Rest in peace to my uncle, never met, but I still love you
Remember that pussy from way back, playin', I pay 'em to pop him
Stayed in the hood where the killers at, made my pillow a chopper
This ain't diamonds you lookin' at and we done updated the roster
You can tell it's a rich nigga posture
Young GunWunna, I'm spittin' it proper
Trappin' at school, I was servin' bags, police was searchin' my locker
Who did your jewelry? It look like brass, one of your bros should've stopped ya
It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this shit too easy
Different bitch for every season showin' me they cleavage
I take drugs and feel relaxed, it's like they therapeutic
She text that pussy, I don't call back so she won't think I need it
I stick dick deep inside her throat where it ain't no more breathin'
If I don't post and I go ghost, it's gon' be for a reason
Just got my reading, now my reason's I'm booked out the region
This jewelry cold on me, I'm freezin', no way I'm anemic
[Future:]
Pluto, Pluto, two-door, four-door, man, this shit too easy (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm gon' chop a brick like judo, snatch a Lamborghini (Chop it up)
I got a different bitch for different places, different seasons (I do)
Bitch ain't playin' her position, cuttin' her off, this shit too easy (Super)
I started off smashin' R&B stars right at the bando (Future)
I'm havin' hoes all the way south thinkin' that I abandoned 'em
I'm havin' pimpin' in my blood and I can change the climate (What else?)
I threw the Marni on and took the price up like I designed it (Pluto)
Can't put a presidential on a bitch 'less she give a nigga a ménage ('Nage)
That lil' IG bitch ain't shit, fucked her in the car (Car)
Fucked 'round with a side piece, pop out that night in double-R (What up?)
Started talkin' Chinese from all these sticks in the car
[Gunna:]
It's Young Wunna and Young Wheezy, man, this shit too easy
Different bitch for every season showin' me they cleavage
I take drugs and feel relaxed, it's like they therapeutic
She text that pussy, I don't call back so she won't think I need it
I stick dick deep inside her throat where it ain't no more breathin'
If I don't post and I go ghost, it's gon' be for a reason
Just got my reading, now my reason's I'm booked out the region
This jewelry cold on me, I'm freezin', no way I'm anemic
Trance lyrics - Future
You put me in a trance girl you put me in a
You put me in a trance girl you put me in a trance
Girl you put me in a trance
And I don't understand what happened to me girl
I just wanna be one of your friends
And I don't have to hug you
Long as I get to hold your hand
And don't try to figure out what it is
Baby it's the way you stand
You got me in a trance girl you got me in a trance
Yeah you got me in a trance
I don't know what got into me
Ever since I seen you think you put me out my misery
I'm not concerned with your companion or your history
Cause everytime we're together, I feel the chemistry
I touch your hand, I touch your heart and I might touch your mind
You can't deny the feeling that you're feeling when it's right
I tried to fight it, tried to hide it, swear I tried denying it
Don't have to be with you girl I just wanna stand beside you
You compliment my style, you compliment my whole...
You motivate me in so many ways, I keep on grinding
You shining like a star, you looking like some real diamonds
The way you make me feel I wanna buy you real diamonds
Hey, you put me in a trance, you put me in a
You put me in a trance
You put me in a trance, boy you put me in a trance
You put me in a trance
And I don't understand what it happened to me
I just wanna be one of your friends
And when I put it on you, bet I make you come again
She got too much love potential
She could be the valuest thing ever touched this earth
If she keep me on her temper, she pray for me every single day
During she not at church
I need a friend like you, I would do anything for you
You have this... about yourself that seem to jump on peop
And if you have a man, he would be a fool to leave you
I'm like your biggest fan when I met you how can I... you
I know I rap up for you, I be in our...
I know I trap, I take that dirty money and I clean them
And it ain't this about me girl you know we...
You not a cheater, but sometimes the way I need ya
I haven't seen in you in 2 weeks
It's been so hard in through these days
And if you ever feeling weak, let's go somewhere, run away
And if you ever feeling weak, I make you stronger everyday
And I just wanna see you smiling, and I'm willing do whatever it gonn take
Hey, you put me in a trance, you put me in a
You put me in a trance
You put me in a trance, boy you put me in a trance
You put me in a trance
And I don't understand what it happened to me
I just wanna be one of your friends
And when I put it on you, bet I make you come again
Translator lyrics - Future
Freeband gang
Ayy, 1FB global
Let's get it!
Five Spanish bitches, they've been callin' all day
I couldn't even picked up, I ain't talked to my translator today
I got tags still on clothes, I've been shoppin' all day (designer)
A thousand came in, we've been workin' all day
Money in the bag, got me countin' all day
Had a check so big, been at the bank all day (millions)
Bought a pint of lean and I've been drinkin' all day (syrup)
This for my real street niggas gettin' money all day
My bitch, she spoke in a foreign language, I don't even speak
I hired a translator for her, ain't talked to her in a week
I got them earrings on blast, you know that watch is a beast
I go to Fifth's and I spaz, man I'm on lean and E
And I got tags on clothes I bought last year in LV
And I'm designer forever, that's just the dopeboy in me
A thousand P's came in, we 'bout to have us a feast
I'm cashin' out on everything, I want that, what are these?
I'm at the bank with the lawyer, I'm a Freeband warrior (Freeband)
Poppin' seals in Detroit, I pour a four when I pour it (two-toned)
Two twenty racks in my jeans (Pluto), and I can't wait to blow it (I can't wait to blow it)
Been flyin' private on jets (ayy), feelin' very important (let's get it)
Five Spanish bitches (turn up), they've been callin' all day
I couldn't even picked up, I ain't talked to my translator today
I got tags still on clothes, I've been shoppin' all day (designer)
A thousand came in, we've been workin' all day
Money in the bag, got me countin' all day
Had a check so big, been at the bank all day (millions)
Bought a pint of lean and I've been drinkin' all day (syrup)
This for my real street niggas gettin' money all day (yeah, yeah)
(Five Spanish bitches, they've been callin' all day...)
Turn On The Lights (Remix) lyrics - Future (feat. Lil Wayne)
[Intro - Future (Lil Wayne)]
I’m lookin’ for her
Astronaut
(Tunechi)
I’m lookin’ for her
I’m lookin’ for her
(Remix)
I’m lookin’ for her
Yeah
[Verse 1 - Future]
Is that her in the VIP line?
With the Vuitton and Yves Saint Laurent
Used to drive a Nissan now she in a Beamer
I don’t want her cause she from the corner
And I heard that Beamer was a loaner
Her old man the owner
And I don’t even drink Corona’s
What type of drink you want huh?
On champagne forever, on dirty sprite forever
You can come sip with me if you’d like to change the weather
If you wanna live better, we can buy a crib wherever
Don’t get too thirsty, get used to this cheddar
I wanna tell the world about you just so they can get jealous
And if you see her ‘fore I do, tell her I wish that I’ve met her
Turn on the lights, I’m lookin’ for her too
I heard she keep her promises and never turn on you
I heard she ain’t gon’ cheat and she gon’ never make no move
I heard she be there anytime you need her, she come through
Turn on the lights
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
This dick is for you
I ask her is it true and she say “like a horseshoe”
She got that nigga name covered, that’s a war wound
She lay me on my back and ride this dick like vroooom
Then I…
[Hook - Future]
Turn on the lights, I’m lookin’ for her
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her
[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
Tell her I skate
And shawty down to earth, but bitch I need my space
And she gone ride this dick, I had a long day
She say cum me anywhere you want, I give her Santa Claus face
We gon’ turn up tonight, that pussy feel new
But we been fucking way before I went to Rikers Island
And now she got a man, I think he gayer than a stylist
I wish we were both single like a couple dollars
And when we get together she be on that Miley Cyrus
So we eat each other up like some Somalians
She know I got a girl, but she keep this shit a thousand
Whenever we together she don’t ever ask about us
She just be like this pussy is for you
I say come and eat this bone, and stop eating dog food
And she got that nigga name covered, that’s a war wound
And she lay me on my back and then she fuck me like boom
Then I…
[Hook - Future]
Turn on the lights, I’m lookin’ for her
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her
[Outro - Lil Wayne]
Tell her I skate, I ain’t go no worries
No Frank Ocean, I’m straight
Tunechi
Tell ‘em I’m straight, Tunechi
[Outro - Future]
Tell her I been lookin’ for her with a flashlight
You can’t tell her, tell her nothing cause I got my cash right
And tell her if she honest, she promise to stay true
Make sure when you tell her, tell her we goin’ past the moon
Turn on the lights, I”m lookin’ for her
Turn Yo Clic Up lyrics - Quavo & Future
I love you Atake
[Quavo:]
He want the scoop, she want the tea (She want the tea)
I cannot speak, we keepin' it street (We keepin' it street)
I took a loss, but you still gon' get beat (You still gon' get beat)
How much it cost, it never been cheap (It never been)
Turn your clique up dawg (Turn 'em up)
Turn your bitch up dawg (Turn her up)
Tying these streets, can't cross it (Cross 'em up)
All these streets need bosses (Boss 'em up)
Turn your clique up dawg (Turn 'em up)
Turn your bitch up dawg (Turn her up)
Tying these streets, can't cross it (Cross 'em up)
All these streets need bosses (Go)
If my dawg get low on his pockets, I'm pickin' em' up (Soo)
We came from the bottom together, my nigga, we get it, we splittin' it up
Yeah, my bitch tell me "Pay for the pussy"
I take her ass shoppin' and tell her "Shut up" (Ssh)
Standin' on business
Standin' on bitches ain't nothin' to part that shit up (Swoo)
It ain't nothin' to turn a bitch up
It ain't nothin' to turn your clique up (Ain't nothin')
Shit, we turned the jeweler up, just look at the diamonds, we bust (Yeah)
Look at the people we touched, shit, I'm feelin' like Puffy and Ross (Yeah)
I'm sendin' this shit like a toilet, lil nigga, so nasty, I never been flushed (Ugh, nasty, go)
Bulletproof Brabus it came with a kit on it (Kit, skrr, skrr)
The switch it too light, it kick if you spit on it (Kick, frr, grrah, frr)
Hundreds of bands, I put that lil' shit on 'em (Shit, hee, ooh, hee)
Dope in my hand, I had to go flip somethin' (Flip it, flip, go, it's gone)
He want the scoop, she want the tea (She want the tea)
I cannot speak, we keepin' it street (We keepin' it street)
I took a loss, but you still gon' get beat (You still gon' get beat)
How much it cost, it never been cheap (It never been)
Turn your clique up dawg (Turn 'em up)
Turn your bitch up dawg (Turn her up)
Tying these streets, can't cross it (Cross 'em up)
All these streets need bosses (Boss 'em up)
Turn your clique up dawg (Turn 'em up)
Turn your bitch up dawg (Turn her up)
Tying these streets, can't cross it (Cross 'em up)
All these streets need bosses (Boss 'em up)
[Future:]
Big dawg status, Bal Harbour
I bought Lenox mall for my brothers
Goyard bag, tote the cutter
I got it out the field, fuck Russell
Go and ask Lori about the Patek, then go and ask Joie ask Dess
Phillipe water, tryna drown a bitch, it's a habit trickin' on a bitch
Shit, I'm thinkin' I could've been a pimp
Shit, I'm cookin' up dope like it's dinner
Shit, I come from Zone 6 niggas trippin'
Shit, I'm floatin', I'm higher than a blimp
Shit, it look like I'm swimmin' in glass
Shit, I turn up my bitch, 'cause she bad
Shit, I'm makin' her ex-nigga mad
Shit, they go for the bag Imma smash
Real nigga let her securin' the bag
Pipin' the bitch and then act like I care
Turn up with shooters with switches go bad
Stay with some scammers, my dawg movin' packs
Trappin', no rapping my dawg, he fall off, no cap, I'm buyin' him a brick
Fuck on your bitch then I told her to call off, actually, I'm makin' her quit
Painkiller, got my lil' demons on go, they ready, hit with the stick
Painkillers, got my lil' bitch on go, she ready to eat up the dick
My main hitters, call up the gang members, they was already on a lick
Hangin' with Migos, all these drugs and guns, think we Mexican
(Freeband)
[Quavo:]
He want the scoop, she want the tea (She want the tea)
I cannot speak, we keepin' it street (We keepin' it street)
I took a loss, but you still gon' get beat (You still gon' get beat)
How much it cost, it never been cheap (It never been)
Turn your clique up dawg (Turn 'em up)
Turn your bitch up dawg (Turn her up)
Tying these streets, can't cross it (Cross 'em up)
All these streets need bosses (Boss 'em up)
Turn your clique up dawg (Turn 'em up)
Turn your bitch up dawg (Turn her up)
Tying these streets, can't cross it (Cross 'em up)
All these streets need bosses (Boss 'em up)
U Are My High lyrics - DJ Snake & Future
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you (Pluto, Hendrixx)
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you (DJ Snake)
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you
You, you are my high
Do you hear me, love?
You, you are my high
Do you hear me, love?
I needed space, baby
Go out to space, baby (High)
I'ma need space, baby
I'm goin' out to space, baby (Baby)
I need you arrogant, I need you confident, I need you to promise this, babe
I've been searchin' for the right one
Introduce you to Jimmy Choos shoes
Happy belated, yeah
Check the commodity, hottest commodity
Biggest whoever, whenever
She the baddest in the city
Know what comin' with it
Stackin' the liberty, tall as the Statue of Liberty
Hand you the Benz key, hand you the Lamborghini
You elevated, physically, spiritually
I'm tryna love you, tryna boost your confidence
I'm tryna spoil you, girl
I put the big rocks on the seven figure
Bubble bath in the tub, I see you, I see you
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you (You, you are my high)
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you (Do you hear me, love?)
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you (You, you are my high)
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you (Do you hear me, love?)
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you (You, you are my high)
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you (Do you hear me, love?)
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you (You, you are my high)
All these girls in the club I got my eyes on you (Do you hear me, love?)
You, you are my high
Do you hear me, love?
You, you are my high
Do you hear me, love?
You, you are my high
Do you hear me, love?
You, you are my high
Do you hear me, love?
[?], oh, oh, oh
'Cause baby, baby
It's been a long time
Long time, long time
Woah, woah-woah, oh, oh
It's been a long time
Long time, long time
Woah, woah-woah, oh, oh
All these girls in the club, all I see is you, all I see is you (You, high)
All these girls in the club, I see you, I see you (Do you hear me, love?)
All these girls in the club, all I see is you, all I see is you (You, high)
All these girls in the club, I see you, I see you (Do you hear me, love?)
Sprung out on these baddies and money (You, high)
Sprung out on bad bitches and money (Do you hear me, love?)
Sprung out on bad bitches and money, money (You, high)
Sprung out on bad bitches and money (Do you hear me?)
Undressed lyrics - Future
It's 3:20 AM
I come through, no text
I watch you undress
I watch you sleep naked
It's 3:20 AM
I watch you undress
I watch us have sex
I watch you sleep naked
I watch you undress
I watch us have sex
I watch you sleep naked
I watch you, oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
It's 3:20 AM
I come through, no text
I watch you undress
I watch us have sex
I watch you sleep naked
It's 3:20 AM
I come through, no text
I watch you undress
I watch us have sex
I watch you sleep naked
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
U Sellin Dope lyrics - Lil Double 0 & Future
[Future:]
I got Wafi in this motherfucker, nigga
What you doing, nigga?
Got an unlimited amount of jewelry on us, nigga
You know what I'm saying?
Bust down Double 0, you know what I mean? Double 0-7, all the emeralds, nigga, baguettes all around that bitch, nigga
We ain't playing, check the score
(Who that, Trell?)
You selling dope, make sure you run all the red lights
You kicking doors, make sure you run all the red lights
Pour a four, get to tripping, wipe a nose
Crooked cop, uh, they gon' shoot a nigga for sure
Get it poppin', they just left a nigga in the cold
Red bottom, I guess I'ma stick to the code
One call all it take to tag your toe
You're twenty-one, I'm pushing twenty-two Lambos
[Lil Double 0:]
How Double 0 nineteen, but he act like he been here before?
Don't stop at no red lights if your head right, we gon' high speed and go
Screaming, "Fuck a security"
Got a chop with a drum and it's fully
Coming near me, I'll shoot every bullet
I've been fucking these groupies
My life is a movie, I jumped off the porch and I got straight to it
Mixing the Wock', I ain't drinking a smoothie
Ask Pluto, he'll tell you Lil Double 0 ruthless
If you stop at the red light, we hop out and shoot you
Mixing the Perc' with the weed, got my body delusional
Making plays in the trap while you watching a movie
All my bitches some slimes, you trust 'em, you lose it
I'ma wipe the boy nose if nobody else do it
If Pluto say fuck you, know what I'm doing
[Future:]
Selling dope, make sure you run all the red lights
You kicking doors, make sure you run all the red lights
Pour a four, get to tripping, wipe a nose
Crooked cop, uh, they gon' shoot a nigga for sure
Get it poppin', they just left a nigga in the cold
Red bottom, I guess I'ma stick to the code
One call all it take to tag your toe
You're twenty-one, I'm pushing twenty-two Lambos
Twenty-one, I'm pushing twenty-two Lambos
Twenty-one, I'm pushing twenty-two Lambos
Make sure you run all the red lights
Pour a four, get to tripping, wipe a nose
Tax it, we get it there, you pay a different price
I'm trapping, made it out the bando serving pearly whites
Captain's seat, autobiography, let's take a drive
Rolling down, uh, twenty cars in count, fuck a cop
Smoke a pound and front a truckload to the block
Bust down, Flintstone ice, big rocks
Losing count, count the money up and never stop
Bricks stamped, everywhere I go, I got the mop
Selling dope, make sure you run all the red lights
You kicking doors, make sure you run all the red lights
Pour a four, get to tripping, wipe a nose
Crooked cop, uh, they gon' shoot a nigga for sure
Get it poppin', they just left a nigga in the cold
Red bottom, I guess I'ma stick to the code
One call all it take to tag your toe
You're twenty-one, I'm pushing twenty-two Lambos
Twenty-one, I'm pushing twenty-two Lambos
Twenty-one, I'm pushing twenty-two Lambos
Make sure you run all the red lights
Pour a four, get to tripping, wipe a nose
Undefeated lyrics - Future (feat. Lil Keed)
[Future:]
I got that tool when I walk out the door
Got some head in the coupe and let off on her nose
I got some boujee, she holdin' my chopper
I got some boujee, she doin' my chores
I got that boujee, she loadin' my Glock
I got that boujee, she foldin' my clothes
Ay, I got that Glock on the seat
Ay, next to that chopper on the seat
Ay, come in too close and I'll tweak
Ay, come in too close and I'll tweak
Ay, I got some blood on my sneaks
Ay, I just shot cum on a freak
Ay, I just shot cum on a freak
Ay, I just shot cum on a freak
Two loaded guns, I got double the shells
Carolina blue on her mini Chanel
Hop in the coupe and I move like a snail
You can smell all type of kush in the air
Supply and demand, I keep movin' them bales
You keepin' that paper, Feds hot on your trail
Shootin' the lasers, yeah
Fresh out the blizzards, yeah
Face like a glacier, yeah
Sharp as a razor, yeah
Big as a mare, yeah
Hook her and slay her, yeah
Shots with a player, yeah
I do not eat it, yeah
I'm undefeated, yeah
If they repeat it, yeah
I got that tool when I walk out the door
Got some head in the coupe and let off on her nose
I got some boujee, she holdin' my chopper
I got some boujee, she doin' my chores
I got that boujee, she loadin' my Glock
I got that boujee, she foldin' my clothes
Load some vans, they meet at the dock
Hand on the fire when I'm whippin' the block
Family gon' doe when it comes to the boss
Spray out the fire when you it exhaust
Count some more money, it got me exhausted
I was in the dungeon before takin' off
Stay in the streets and I'm breakin' the law
Hang on the corner, they sellin' da boy
You come with them dollars, you come for the board
Came with a stylist you, missin' the sport
Ay, I got that Glock on the seat
Ay, next to that chopper on the seat
Ay, come in too close and I'll tweak
Ay, come in too close and I'll tweak
[Lil Keed:]
I got that boujee, she foldin' my clothes
I got that boujee, she throw on the pole
I grab that waist like a cosmo
Big trunk like a Tahoe
Did a show, a thousand a room
Headshot, put the cash on you, fool
Gucci socks, Chanel too
Big slime, breaking all the rules, yeah
Baby, I'm thuggin', I don't know about you
Yeah, John Wick shooter, yeah, they killin', ooh
Yes, I'm a big deal, pocket full of blues
Eleven hunnid for the paint, eleven for the shoes
Christian Dior, cuban link, Honolulu
You are not with it
You niggas tellin'
I seen it on television
Yeah, I sent him some racks
He goin' right for that milli'
Yeah, I sent the hoe home
She was actin' too petty
[Future:]
I got that tool when I walk out the door
Got some head in the coupe and let off on her nose
I got some boujee, she holdin' my chopper
I got some boujee, she doin' my chores
I got that boujee, she loadin' my Glock
I got that boujee, she foldin' my clothes
Once she approves, slip off the shoes
Sippin' so cool, sit by the pool
Who got the tool? Give me the tool
If you gon' snooze, then you gon' lose
Shoot at the fool like Winnie the Pooh
Put it on cruise, makin' her drool
Makin' the news, makin' the news
Stretchin' 'em out, makin' the news
Ay, I got that Glock on the seat
Ay, next to that chopper on the seat
Ay, come in too close and I'll tweak
Ay, come in too close and I'll tweak
Ay, I got some blood on my sneaks
Ay, I just shot cum on a freak
Ay, I just shot cum on a freak
Ay, I just shot cum on a freak
I'm undefeated, yeah
I'm undefeated, yeah
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