[Intro]
Step on the scene forget about it
I bought her racks forget about it
[Chorus]
Why you hatin', why you hatin'? Oh I'm fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I'm fresh
I just popped open a seal, I'm on X
Lil' shawty sittin' at Blue Flame, sent me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don't walk on land, b**h I don't ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy, ohh
[Verse 1]
She comin' through in the wee wee hours
Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter
Said "I want me a white b**h" and I copped her
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don't walk on land, b**h I don't ever walk on land
George Jetson, you can't see me noooo
Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo
I left that bih cause she was sleezy, ohh
You can't be saditty and greedy, no
I hid some money and I got plenty mo'
Stashed in the walls, stashed it in the floors
I dig a grave and bought a tombstone for the money
Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone for the money
Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money
[Chorus]
Why you hatin', why you hatin'? Oh I'm fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I'm fresh
I just popped open a seal, I'm on X
Lil' shawty sittin' at Blue Flame, sent me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don't walk on land, b**h I don't ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy, ohh
[Verse 2]
She ain't runnin' out of flavor, I went to ice her
My number one b**h with me, it excite her
Let my sh** go, blow the b**h, go to the cypher
The type of p**y, it's gon' make you want to wife her
We do a whole lotta numbers, yeah
Grab on that p**y like Donald
Porsche got a little bit of trunk
But it's goin' over 200
Turtlenecks all on my collar
Love when a pretty b**h swallow
I did it up, gravity
Super so radically
Awesome, gnarly, woo!
Heavenly, rapidly... got k**ers on McAfee
I do it immaculately
I'm all in her mouth like a cavity
Cold as the polar, I keep it precise
I go to space in the middle of the night
I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now
It could be a threat or a fan now
I can't get caught with my hands down
I can't be comin', my man's down
I put some bodies up under ground
That's a few millions up underground
Murder for money, that's man down
k** more than police across town
Better not get caught with your hand down
Better not get caught with your hand down
[Chorus]
Why you hatin', why you hatin'? Oh I'm fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh, I'm fresh
I just popped open a seal, I'm on X
Lil' shawty sittin' at Blue Flame, sent me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don't walk on land, b**h I don't ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy, ohh
[Outro]
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu