Letra de 2018 - Future

Posted in the trap with a rusty .380

Jumpin' in the trap with a rusty .380

Posted on the block with a rusty .380

Bitch, you ate me good, get a brand-new Mercedes

Beatin' on the pot, smashin' on your old lady

Yeah, she goin' both ways, so she goin' brazy

Hittin' in the car if your bitch try to rape me

Drop the location, think she tryna snitch on me

Put her in rotation, gave her to my little homie

And she went to Paris on the train

Sent my side chick out to Spain

I found my main bitch and made it rain

Hundred naked dancers, got 'em out of Onyx

Woah, Lord, lick the tats on my stomach

Yeah, yeah, I just put them Rollies on the baddies

Motherfuck the law, I'm a superstar

Motherfuck the broad, I'ma pour my cup

Say I switched up, codeine comin' out my cock

Thirty on a Glock, goin' brazy on the opps

Orange juice and kush, I'm the Wiz on my block

Swervin' crack rock in a quarter lint fox

Lick the chinchilla, ooh, hang by my socks

Thirty in my coupe, got Balenciaga stuff

Pink diamonds, ooh, Lam', no roof

House look like the damn size of a school

Hairy lil' puppy, he a cutter

I'm a big dog, I'ma slut her

Give a bad bitch to my brother

She a mixed breed, I'ma fuck her

Hit her in the bath, no bubbles

She in love with me, never met her mother

Pourin' rosé in the gutter

Hit her with a Louisville slugger

Hermès hangin' out my back pocket

Medallions got a nigga mad cocky

Rose-gold Patek on the last hotty

Fucked her best friend and we laughed 'bout it

FN, that's what hit the last body

Fear of God on me, I'ma splash in it

When you went OT, I got your girl and ran in it

Hit her in the booth, so I had to stand in it

Got the goons in the penthouse stayin' in it

Got a Draco and it got a cooler on it

I get Trigga Tray to put the damn Ruger on you

Phantom with the stars, I'ma let her plank on it

If I eat her out, I'ma pour drank on it

I just fucked her with my chains on, woo

Played with it with my rings on, woo

Took a Perc', she got banged on, woo

Hi-Tech got the gang goin' woo

Count it up, cash gangrene, woo

All foreigns on the first stream, woo

I don't wanna drive if it ain't a coupe

I been freestylin', ain't nothin' to do

I got juice, baby, and I got the proof

She ain't the troops, so I had to chop the deuce

Orange kush and it look like fruit

I got ecstasy if you need a boost

I got currency and my diamonds blue

Hundred SKs, bought 'em for the troops

See my dashboard, babe? Buy European

Nasty bitch tried to suck me while I was peein'

I let her eat it up 'cause I was on the Hen'

I gave a check to your ho, no pent

Had to flex on a ho, she a ten

Puttin' baguettes on your ho, that's a sin

Audemars for my bitch, that's a trend

Put her on a leash, no, no, no

Bitch got weed on my living room floor

Marble on the camera, marble on her toes

Took her out the hood, she gotta Uber home

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