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FUTURE – Drip On Me lyrics

[Intro: Future]
You know I just bought another shovel
This sh*t we buried a lot of bags, you dig?
Wheezy beats

[Chorus: Future]
All this drip on me (Pluto)
Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah)
Keep it on me like ID (Future)
Ain’t no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz)
Yeah, trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter (whatcha doin’)
Yeah, I’m trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
You can’t control my temper (facts)
I’ll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her)
I’ll make it look that simple (simple)
Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah)

[Verse 1: Future]
I keep a house out in [Denver?] [Ember?] (yeah)
I got them racks in my denim (yeah)
I let my dog out the kennel (swear)
Patek or Phillippe on my drip (drink)
Yeah, yeah, and she don’t want me to sip (pour up, pour up)
It’s too much jealousy, niggas can’t ever be real (can’t)
I caught a felony, nigga, wasn’t none of you here (hold on)
I work every day at this sh-, like it can all disappear (swear)
I pray every day by this sh-, when I go jump on a Leer (Super)
God protect me from all of the bogus of niggas, rogue us
Yeah, water me down like Pacific, my watch and my chain, my rings
Yeah, all the drip on me, I had to go change my name (yeah)
I came from Lil Mexico, this sh*t ain’t gon’ ever be the same (Freebandz)
I f*ck her on the every day, but she ain’t gon’ ever get claimed

[Chorus: Future]
All this drip on me (Pluto)
Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah)
Keep it on me like ID (Future)
Ain’t no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz)
Yeah, trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
Yeah, I’m trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
You can’t control my temper (facts)
I’ll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her)
I’ll make it look that simple (simple)
Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I’m whippin’ the Rover out (skrrt)
I got a plastic FN, a lil’ under 4 pounds (woah, woah)
I send a jet to Miami to pick up his old pounds (O’s, get it)
My bro got the shout it the long way
Repeat while you rollin’ ’round (gotta repeat)
I’m doin’ the same thing (you dig)
Lickin’ molly like ramen (R.I.P.)
Getting head on the private plane
Cost me 23 thou’ like LeBron James (LeBron James)
Might put me some gators on
And get in the ‘Lac and just blow the brains (blow the brains)
I f*ck on her face
I came fast like when Sonic came, oh, oh
Get on my level, dawg
I just want some rest, I’m just tryna ball
I spend a couple milli’, on my nigga behind the wall (the chain gang)
I teach him the Feds are comin’ (the band gang)
Don’t say nothin’ at all (don’t say nothin’ at all)
I got some chips on me (you dig?)
It’s on my hip on me

[Chorus: Future]
All this drip on me (Pluto)
Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah)
Keep it on me like ID (Future)
Ain’t no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz)
Yeah, trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
Yeah, I’m trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
You can’t control my temper (facts)
I’ll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her)
I’ll make it look that simple (simple)
Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah)

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Diamonds

Lyrics to ‘Diamonds’ by Young Scooter:

–Intro: Young Scooter–
Yeah, haha
All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

–Verse 1: Young Scooter–
Four diamond chains, four watches too
Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
I ain’t never seen the drop
(?) ain’t shining when the lights out
I got bricks in the couch
Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
100 rats busting down the wrapper
I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

–Verse 2: Don Q–
I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
I got these bitches tryna auction on me
Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
They calling reporters on me
I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
Be cautious homie
I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
I’m still in the street but I move like a star
I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
Smoking on gorilla glue out the jar
Bubba always got that tool in the car
I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
They don’t believe that it’s me so I peel the top
We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
And me and Boogie had a million in ice
This money, I made it myself
I will not hate on myself
That’s why I stay to myself
I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
Cause I keep the K on the shelf

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

–Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie–
I called my homie Gunny
I told Joe to hold the Rollie for me
41 bezel, I’m only 20
Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
My diamonds come right out Eliantte
That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
Is she cheat on me, I’ma fuck her mother
But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
When she off the E, the head is better
She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a G I let her
I went to Puerto Rico
Eliantte bought a kilo
I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
Like look at my nigga Nemo
I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
Fuck up a nigga ego
Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
I am a threat people, we was never equal

–Hook: Young Scooter–
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Patek Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

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Black Migo Story

Lyrics to ‘Black Migo Story’ by Young Scooter:

–Intro–
Mexican drug cartels have developed an intricate network using cities like Atlanta as a major distribution hub, and bringing with them a brand of violence rarely seen this far away from the border. Federal authorities say it works like this: the drugs are moved in bulk across the Mexican border to hub cities like Atlanta, where it’s broken down in warehouse, shipped to other cities, then broken down again and sold on the street. The cash goes back to the hub cities, where it’s packaged and shipped back to cartel leaders in Mexico

–Verse–
Feds want me bad, they want me for my past
They calculated truckloads of bricks that I passed
Other pussy niggas, you know we jugg swag
I’m so turnt, niggas in my own hood mad
I want six figures, I paid like two-hundred for that shit
You play with me, you gon’ get your neighborhood killed
Lil Mexico, look at our city we done built
We got drug laws, I’m the fuckin’ president
I break bricks down nigga, remix ’em, put ’em back together
I break bricks down nigga, remix ’em, put ’em back together
I break bricks down nigga, remix ’em, put ’em back together
I break bricks down nigga, remix ’em, put ’em back together

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Future – Birds Chirppin (Freebandz Mixtape)

[Intro: Future]
I got the birds chirpin’, both lines
Bentley or the Rari, they both mine

[Bridge: Future]
What’s the deal with that? No cosign
Leaving out the dealership, burning both tires
Jeopardizing these checks behind these gang signs
Came out of Lil Mexico, now I’m an icon
Popstar, whatever dog, I’m really him
I sit back and I plotted and waited, I’m going bonkers
Fishscale profits, I swear it made me a monster
Criticized the day when I came, and then I conquered

[Hook: Future]
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’

[Verse 2: Quicktrip]
Got a condo off of peach street
Got a bad bitch off of leaf street
She can’t call me, she got to meet me
Getting real money, call me Big Meech
Got my gang here from Peewee
Like my bricks clean, I’m a neat freak
Like a fuck nigga or the [?]
All you hear the pot sayin’ squeak squeak
Made a couple mil off the first pack
Got the hellcat then I fell back
I’m a young nigga making boss moves
One slip nigga, nigga cost you
Plug talk in codes
I want 36 for a walkthrough
I’m a street nigga, no Street Execs
They gon’ pay for it when they get the [?]
One thing about me, I’m solid
Me and my uncle talk in private
My plane gon’ fly and it’s private
These bitches know that I got it
I’m a hood legend, call me Master P
All the OGs gon’ vouch for me
All the old heads gotta shout me
I was 21, gettin’ ‘em for 33

[Hook: Future]
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’

[Verse 3: Quicktrip]
Make the bricks swim, call ‘em Michael Phelps
Got some bloods with me, crips on the left
Seen some niggas get right or get left
I’m a boss man, move by myself
I know Rio with me, nobody else
That nigga Future showed me he solid
He the first nigga to let a young nigga from the hood ride on a private
These hoes ain’t callin’ back yet
Ain’t no Wi-Fi, where the hoes at?
Yeah my uncle watch three B’s
Done told you I moved the B’s
You ain’t never had no real plug then you really can’t fuck with me
All the young niggas in my hood, yeah they still look up to me

[Hook: Future]
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’
And I got them birds chirpin’

[Bridge: Future]
What’s the deal with that? No cosign
Leaving out the dealership, burning both tires
Jeopardizing these checks behind these gang signs
Came out of Lil Mexico, now I’m an icon
Popstar, whatever dog, I’m really him
I sit back and I plotted and waited, I’m going bonkers
Fishscale profits, I swear it made me a monster
Criticized the day when I came, and then I conquered

[Outro: Future]
Don’t I got them birds chirpin’?
Don’t I got them birds chirpin’?
You can hear them birds chirpin’, both lines
Bentley and the Rari and they both mine

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Diamonds – Young Scooter ft. A boogie wit da hoodie lyrics

Lyrics Young Scooter – Diamonds

Yeah, haha
All these motherf*cking diamonds turnt
All this Eliantte jewelry, count up.

Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings.

Four diamond chains, four watches too
Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
I ain’t never seen the drop
(?) ain’t shining when the lights out
I got bricks in the couch
Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
100 rats busting down the wrapper
I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter.

Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings.

I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
I got these b*tches tryna auction on me
Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
They calling reporters on me
I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
Be cautious homie
I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
I’m still in the street but I move like a star
I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
Smoking on gorilla glue out the jar
Bubba always got that tool in the car
I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
They don’t believe that it’s me so I peel the top
We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
And me and Boogie had a million in ice
This money, I made it myself
I will not hate on myself
That’s why I stay to myself
I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
Cause I keep the K on the shelf.

Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings.

I called my homie Gunny
I told Joe to hold the Rollie for me
41 bezel, I’m only 20
Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
My diamonds come right out Eliantte
That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
Is she cheat on me, I’ma f*ck her mother
But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
When she off the E, the head is better
She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
I don’t give a f*ck, b*tch I’m a G I let her
I went to Puerto Rico
Eliantte bought a kilo
I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
Like look at my nigga Nemo
I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
f*ck up a nigga ego
Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
I am a threat people, we was never equal.

Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Patek Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond ringsss.
Young Scooter lyrics
Video Scooter

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Young Scooter – Diamonds (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Don Q)

[Intro: Young Scooter]
Yeah, haha
All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Four diamond chains, four watches too
Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
I ain’t never seen the drop
(?) ain’t shining when the lights out
I got bricks in the couch
Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
100 rats busting down the wrapper
I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 2: Don Q]
I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
He said, "cool, you got 40 for me?"
I got these bitches tryna auction on me
Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
They calling reporters on me
I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
Be cautious homie
I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
I’m still in the street but I move like a star
I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
Smoking on gorilla blue out the jar
Bubba always got that tool in the car
I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
They don’t believe that is me so I peel the top
We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
And me and Boogie had a million in ice
This money, I made it myself
I will not hate on myself
That’s why I stay to myself
I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
Cause I keep the K on the shelf

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I called my homie Gunny
I told y’all to hold the Rollie for me
41 bezel, I’m only 20
Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
My diamonds come right out Eliantte
That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
Is she cheat on me, I’ma fuck ’em up
But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
When she off the E, the head is better
She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a GR letter
I went to Puerto Rico
Eliantte bought a kilo
I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
I look at my nigga Nemo
I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
Fuck up a nigga ego
Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
I am (?) people, we was never equal

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

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Young Scooter – Diamonds Lyrics

[Intro: Young Scooter]
Yeah, haha
All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Four diamond chains, four watches too
Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
I’m iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
I ain’t never seen the drop
(?) ain’t shining when the lights out
I got bricks in the couch
Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
100 rats busting down the wrapper
I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 2: Don Q]
I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
I got these bitches tryna auction on me
Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
They calling reporters on me
I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
Be cautious homie
I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
I’m still in the street but I move like a star
I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
Smoking on gorilla blue out the jar
Bubba always got that tool in the car
I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
I had to show that (?), I had to jewelry shop
In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
They don’t believe that is me so I peel the top
We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
And me and Boogie had a million in ice
This money, I made it myself
I will not hate on myself
That’s why I stay to myself
I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
Cause I keep the K on the shelf

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I called my homie Gunny
I told y’all to hold the Rollie for me
41 bezel, I’m only 20
Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
My diamonds come right out Eliantte
That petite Philipe, that’s 100 on me
If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
Is it (?) or me, I’ma fuck ’em up
But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
When she off the E, the head is better
She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a GR letter
I went to Puerto Rico
Eliantte bought a kilo
I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
I look at my nigga Nemo
I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
Fuck up a nigga ego
Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
I am (?) people, we was never equal

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

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Future And The Weekend – Low Life lyrics

[Refrain]
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high

[Intro: Future]
I just took some molly, what else? (Hey)
Got some bitch from Follies with us (‘scuse me, ‘scuse me)
She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
I’mma fuck her broads, what else?
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
‘Bout to fuck this club up, what else?
(Get, get, get)

[Verse 1: The weekend]
I turn the Ritz into a pole house
It’s like eviction number four now
Go ‘head and ash it on the floor now
Girl go ahead and show me how you go down
And I feel my whole body peaking
And I’m fucking anybody with they legs wide
Getting faded with some bitches from the West Side
East coast, nigga rapping North Side
Never waste a hoe’s time (Freebands)
Bitch, I’m on my own time
Fuck a nigga co-sign
Always change my number and my phone line
Baby girl, I don’t lie
Used to have no money for a crib
Now my room service bill cost your whole life
If they try to stunt me, I go all out military
I’m camo’ed all out, like I’m in the military
I free up all my niggas, locked up in the penitentiary

[Hook: The weekend & Future]
Cause I’m always repping for that low life
Repping for that low life turn up
Low life, low life, low life
Know I’m repping for that low, low life
Representing, I’m representing, representing
Said I’m repping for that low life
Low life, low life, low life, low life
I’m representing for that low life
Said I’m repping for that low life
I’m repping, that’s repping, I’m repping
Low life, low life, low life
Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Yeah

[Verse 2: Future]
Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it’s water
I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got ‘Raris
Taking pain pills on the plane, getting chartered
Popping tags on tags, I was starvingBitch, I got the juice and the carbon
Turn a five star hotel to a traphouse
Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out
Flood my cross with ice, getting money my religion
Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissing
I turn the Ritz into a lean house
This the sixth time getting kicked out
I can’t feel my face, I’m on Adderall, nauseous
Niggas tryna ride my fuckin’ wave, now they salty
Running with the wave, get you killed quick
Shoot you in your back like you Ricky
Lil Mexico, from no life to afterlife
My whole life, my whole life

[Hook: The weekend & Future]
Cause I’m always repping for that low life
Repping for that low life
Low life, low life, low life
Know I’m repping for that low, low life
Representing, I’m representing, representing
Said I’m repping for that low life
Low life, low life, low life, low life
I’m representing that low life
Said I’m repping for that low life
Low life, I’m repping for that lowlife
Low life, low life, low life
Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo
Yeah
[Bridge: Future]
Yeah, they stereotyping
Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles
And they know a nigga keep ten snipers
Keep a baby bottle like we wearing diapers
Yeah, they stereotyping
Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles
And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers
And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys
Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper
Wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey
That’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
That’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
Oh, that’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
I think I like her, like her, like her, like her

[Refrain]
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
And I’m the reason why
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
Everybody getting high
Getting high, getting high, getting high
And I’m the reason why

[Outro: Future]
I just took some molly, what else?
Got some bitch from Follies with us
She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
Ima fuck her broads, what else?
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
‘Bout to fuck this club, what else?
‘Bout to fuck this club, what else?

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Zaytoven – Havin It (feat. Future) (Where Would The Game Be Without Me Mixtape) letras

[Intro: Maceo + (Future)]
Yeah, hey
(We really havin’ paper)
Lil Mexico shit nigga
(I’m talkin’ bout we havin’ real bands in this shit, you dig?)

[Hook: Future]
Yeah-yeah, we havin’ it, we havin’ it, we havin’ it
We havin’ it yeah, we havin’ it yeah
I got a check and I’m havin’ it
I got a check and I’m havin’ it
I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
You drank and havin’ no check
You basically havin’ no check
And now we gon’ aim at your flesh
And niggas gon’ aim at your chest
We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
Lil Mexico playin’ with bails, Lil Mexico playin’ with bricks
[Verse 1: Future]
Fuck all that social media, I leave it up to the kids
We go to lunch at Cheetah then we go back to the six
I know the tricks of the trade, I wanna hit me a lick
Lionel Richie to a bad bitch
50,000 on a bad bitch
Keep a .5 in a mattress
Fuck that bitch, she a savage
Gold digger, she a savage
I’ma pass her to the savage
Tom Fords on everyday
Upper Echelon everyday
Get the funds on everyday
I cash out, no layaway
Real one, no fame daddy
We gon’ get into all the fame daddy
Patek Phillipe in the plane daddy
Got the gang-gang in the plane daddy
Styrofoams and some red bottoms
50,000, the feds got it
Real diamonds, yeah, real diamonds
Pop a seal, hope you feel better

[Bridge: Future]
She never seeks, I sign on
Fully loaded, that Scion
I grinded up, you just payin’ off
I’m blood money like the Phantom
I swear that this voucher could dance on you
Murder squad, I stand on you
No facade, I stand on you
I swear to God I stand on you

[Hook: Future]
Yeah-yeah, we havin’ it, we havin’ it, we havin’ it
We havin’ it yeah, we havin’ it yeah
I got a check and I’m havin’ it
I got a check and I’m havin’ it
I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
You drank and havin’ no check
You basically havin’ no check
And now we gon’ aim at your flesh
And niggas gon’ aim at your chest
We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
Lil Mexico playin’ with bails, Lil Mexico playin’ with bricks

[Verse 2: Maceo]
You can tell I’m havin’ bitch, I ain’t gotta manage it
All of my diamonds be here, you can tell by the clarity
We rockin’ red diamonds, you rockin’ the rhinestones
Act’ in my styrofoam, I’m gettin’ my grind on
These niggas just hate that I’m gettin’ it
Well fuck it, I sold out the citadel
Some of these gas bags and the trash bags
Got you wonderin’ where the stash at
We robbin’ (?) no handgun
I’ma put on for my day one
Real come get, no Akon
Pink grass look like Barry Bonds
You think I ain’t back with a check?
You think I ain’t got no finesse?
You think my niggas ain’t killers?
You think that my niggas won’t aim at your head?
Drop a check on you, you a plate now
Right price, you get ate now
Whole city know I’m havin’ it
Bands in and I’m taxin’ it

[Hook: Future]
Yeah-yeah, we havin’ it, we havin’ it, we havin’ it
We havin’ it yeah, we havin’ it yeah
I got a check and I’m havin’ it
I got a check and I’m havin’ it
I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
You drank and havin’ no check
You basically havin’ no check
And now we gon’ aim at your flesh
And niggas gon’ aim at your chest
We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
Lil Mexico playin’ with bails, Lil Mexico playin’ with bricks

[Bridge: Future]
She never seeks, I sign on
Fully loaded, that Scion
I grinded up, you just payin’ off
I’m blood money like the Phantom
I swear that this voucher could dance on you
Murder squad, I stand on you
No facade, I stand on you
I swear to God I stand on you