Future

I used to fuck with bum niggas with no future Riding in they Honda crying 'bout me over Future Best thing I ever did was fall out of love Cuz I'd be damned if you see me with a nigga selling bud Messy hoes bring they pussy out just to check on him Cuz if he bagged VI then I guess he got a check on him If he say he mine, know he lying if no Patek on him My niggas wrist lit, Big VI put baguettes on em Rich bitch mood Bitch trick who? Been making six figures since a bitch been out of school Ain't a nigga dollar that's gon make me act a fool And If a nigga say he made me, then he must got me confused Only baggin niggas that'll spend it cuz they want to Cuz selling pretty pussy for Chanel is what I won't do And I don't kiss and tell, don't give a fuck if sex sells Can't get between these sheets unless your dick on XL He like 'em crazy, like 'em rude He said I'm boujee but he like my attitude Got a girl, but I'm his favorite point of view Told the bitch I'm what he tries to see in you But baby girl you got it don't nobody want your boo If he out here sneaking, then you gotta get a clue Fuck his lil money baby you can make it too Got All that weight behind you, baby let me see you move I don't fuck with rappers, I ain't trynna be your muse Call they self a artist, trynna see me in the nude Try to double tap me, try to pull up to the Stu Say they only fans, well then you gotta pay per view Aw shit I been hustling way before I wrote these versus Keep it 100 Money never made me nervous Had niggas stealing dubs, right out they momma purses Just so I could right they love letters out in cursive Write it to Aliyah, Rasheeda, and Nakeeta Make 'em feel like a young boy really need her Only in the third grade but a bitch was getting paid Trapping off the Razor trac phone prepaid Fuck selling lemonade, ain't nobody moving weight Been counting rubber bands, been had my momma straight Ain't nobody give it to me, ain't nobody hold the gate You ain't gotta understand, only bosses can relate He like 'em crazy, like 'em rude He said I'm boujee but he like my attitude Got a girl, but I'm his favorite point of view Told the bitch I'm what he tries to see in you But baby girl you got it don't nobody want your boo If he out here sneaking, then you gotta get a clue Fuck his lil money baby you can make it too Got All that weight behind you, baby let me see you move Let me see you move, let me see you move Got All that weight behind you, baby let me see you move Let me se you move, let me see you move Got All that weight behind you, baby let me see you move Gotta get my hair did Gotta get my nails did Eyelashes And waxes New makeup Waist trainer A nigga need to paper To maintain her