MENACE (feat. Future)

(Last name Hendrix, what up out here?) Pluto (808 Mafia) Pluto, Pluto, Pluto Just another menace to society I'll take an oil can and come up out of poverty I'm in my bag, nigga, like I hit a lottery I'm in my bag like I just went on a robbery I get so fresh, I post a pic, they think I'm sendin' shots When I fuck my bitch, I suge, I keep my eyes on the Glock I said, "I miss you", and you know damn well a nigga toxic I'll go to hell about this shit, I love and ain't a lot I can sell some dope, before this rap shit, I was flippin' cash I'ma stack a billio' on top what I already had Ho, sign an NDA before you come through, suck the swag Nigga can't even trip now, nigga might trip over a million cash I see eye to eye with demons, got me talkin' to the devil Drop a bag, niggas comin' through just like some bad weather Get them racks, bae, I really don't have to put them bricks together First class, nigga, we ridin' around on jets like delta Uh, you hop on that flight, gettin' fucked tonight, bitch That's period (mwah, come here, baby) Hop in a Bentley whip, whip it, let the G6 steer it (skrrt) Uh, nigga, fuck your feelings, if it ain't cash, ain't tryna hear it (fool) Uh, no, I don't fly spirit, but if you try, fly your spirit (oh, really?) Uh, one-way trip to heaven, try the gang, that's how we play He was lookin' too fly today, I stripped his ass like TSA (think I'm playin') Empty them pockets, take them shoes off, fuck what you got to say (huh, think I'm playin') You talk too much, you just gettin' robbed today, no, you gettin' shot today, bitch Most these rappers lame 'fore the fame, they ain't have a name ('Fore the fame, they ain't have a name) (pussy) Most these rappers lame 'fore the fame, they ain't have a game (Doe Beezy) VVs on my neck, that shit wet, but I'll snatch a chain (oh, really?) Just another menace to society I'll take an oil can and come up out of poverty I'm in my bag, nigga, like I hit a lottery I'm in my bag like I just went on a robbery I get so fresh, I post a pic, they think I'm sendin' shots When I fuck my bitch, I suge, I keep my eyes on the Glock I said, "I miss you", and you know damn well a nigga toxic I'll go to hell about this shit I love and ain't a lot Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, brrt This motherfucker hot, gotta get rid of this bitch Oh, shit Goddamn, nigga (gotta get the fuck), fuck this whip Fuck this whip, boy, that bitch done (fuck on, gotta get the fuck on)