future
metro boomin want some more nigga
rollin’ in the coupe yeah
yeah
get it
get it get it hey freebandz
cook it cook it yeah huh hold up
southside
yeah
my dope in the bushes turn up
my dope in the bushes hold up
i know how to cook it cook it
my bitch good looking woo
my bitch good looking hold up
my bitch good looking i swear
my dope in the bushes i know how to cook it
yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah
future
i did the digital dash i did it
i fucked that bitch on the passenger one hundred
i gave that junky a blast one hundred
i sell that dope to your mama though your mama
hot on the street like thermometers thermometers
you rats’ll never be honorable fuck ’em
they know i’ma keep that my word yeah
i hustle the first to the first future
future
these bitches be naggin’ the kid fuck ’em
they get on my motherfuckin’ nerves my motherfuckin’ nerves
i showed up with racks and they love me they love me
i’m smokin’ that pack and on muddy that gushy
taliban on these hoes hoes
give a xan’ to these hoes these hoes
got ’em playing with they nose yeah
i sleep on a beach off the avenue the avenue
i came to your city with revenue miami
i put in work it was evident it was
i slide on your ass in a sevendeuce i slide on ’em
come back on your bitch in a sixtrey woo
chevy mercedes i keep ’em comin’ keep ’em comin’
fuck all these bitches i keep ’em comin’ foreign
i pull up right now i’m parallel skrrt
i hit your block with them swangers i hit ’em
my niggas ain’t nothin’ but some bangers throw up
i sit in the trap with the gangsters
these niggas can’t come around here ’cause it’s dangerous wizard
i be hangin’ ’round here and i’m famous wizard
gotta keep the trigger by my finger my finger
hit her sideways when i banged her i fucked
in the driveway on a perc’ a perc’
i was sideways on a perc’ pour up
had a stick on me that’s a first yeah
got your bitch on me gettin’ murked let’s get it
i post up and that’s confident that’s confident
i boast up in a drop six drop six
had a ghost royce and i pop shit pop shit
i’m a dope boy with that car trip yeah
i came in the game i had crack on me i had crack on me
got bape on my back with some act’ on me act’
i’m single and shit now she latch on me i’m single
i told ’em i’m back i’m a bachelor i’m back
i get focused on millions and everything focused
i just took me a trip out to africa africa
see how we came from the mud and the bottom we did it bottom we did it we did it woo
i see how they counted us out bet they never gon’ do it again freebandz
you see why these niggas be hatin’ ignorin’ i’m goin’ right in yeah
i was born to get this money in this life of sin life of sin
i poured up before they got my dawg on murder again murder
see the fire come out the ass on the lamborghini skrrt
when you say you love a nigga do you really mean it no
when i was sleepin’ on the floor you should see how they treated me hah
i pour the actavis pop pills so i can fight the demons oh
future
i did the digital dash fuck
i fucked that bitch on the passenger fuck
i gave that junky a blast blast
i sell that dope to your mama though mama
hot on the street like thermometers thermometers
you rats’ll never be honorable fuck ’em
they know i’ma keep that my word they know
i hustle the first to the first i hustle
drake
these bitches be nagging the kid
fuck it it is what it is
if you get hit you get hit
i don’t forget or forgive
told myself never again
i don’t let nobody in
super just showed out again
and we just keep servin’ and servin’ again and again and again and again
i move the game up i’m reckless
i’m harlem shaking through the pressure
i might put diddy on my next shit
i might could fit you in on wednesday
i’m not here for no pretend shit
just walked in with a girl that’s making triple what i’m making what an entrance
that’s when you know it’s a body
zone 6 they know it’s a body
kirkwood they know it’s a body
lil mexico know it’s a body
scooter in here with the zombies
gucci get out it’s a problem
i might take quentin to follies
you hate your life just be honest
i got the digital dash
she want a picture with all of my niggas to just make the visual last
but she too embarrassed to ask
i got my foot on they neck and my foot on the gas
you remind me of a quarterback your shit is all in the past
esco and boomin they got it on smash
and i got the i got the i got the i got the i
future
i did the digital dash woo
i fucked that bitch in the passenger
i gave that junky a blast
i sell that dope to your mama though
Artist: Drake Future
Year: 2015
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 473