Future - Rent Money lyrics
Super They go crazy Yeah, they comin’ in and out, in and out, in and out Trap spot boomin’ Got the money comin’ in, it ain’t no issues I just a f**ed a rapper b**h, I should diss you Got the Mac 11 co*ked, it got the kick too Servin’ n***as like Doughbeezy in my house shoes Ya baby mama f** me better when the rent’s due I just a f**ed a rapper b**h, I should diss you She s**ed my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you Treat me like I’m Al Capone, n***a, f** you John Gotti, illuminati, n***a, f** you I put a middle finger up, because, f** you This money got me geekin’ up, n***a, f** you Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu I f**ed this R&B b**h, I should thank you Yah, I was sippin’ my codeine from the beginnin’ She jocked my whole team, she seen who’s winnin’ We light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us livin’ This for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries Send a direct hit, you gotta pay attention I just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention She didn’t wanna play fair, I put her on suspension I put a ki on Greyhound now I’m in a new dimension Offered her 25, keep tryin’ to take some of my percentage I was petrified you know my right wrist authentic I get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250 I’m a big dog, it ain’t no sense in holdin’ back On my Usain Bolt sh**, I ran up me a sack f**in’ with them strippers all in G5 And as soon as the club closed we board the G5 I got scammers and junkies lined up on each side I got five percent tint on each side I tried to make it outta school on the east side I’m on my Nicky Barnes sh**, so it’s f** school I’m blowin’ money real fast like Big Meech crew I like my hundreds stacked up, I like ‘em neat too They come in stuck together when they in the wrap still I f**ed a rapper b**h, I was on a drug deal I f**ed a rapper b**h, I was on a drug deal Got the money comin’ in, it ain’t no issues I just a f**ed a rapper b**h, I should diss you Got the Mac 11 co*ked, it got the kick too Servin’ n***as like Doughbeezy in my house shoes Ya baby mama f** me better when the rent’s due I just a f**ed a rapper b**h, I should diss you She s**ed my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you I f**s R&B b**hes, should thank you Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you I’m ‘bout to take ‘em out the game, n***a f** you They got me goin’ insane, now it’s f** you I let my brother f** your b**h, he got the dog food I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through I f** dem Super Bowl b**hes down in Houston I got this westside freak that like boostin’ I built my empire up like Lucious Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I’m a nuisance I make the blogs with ya b**h cause I’m ruthless I make the blogs with ya b**h cause I’m ruthless Yah, I get cash money like I’m Mack Maine I just put a rapper b**h on game I be smokin’ rapper weed with my gang I just slam dunked ya b**h half fame Got the money comin’ in, it ain’t no issues I just a f**ed a rapper b**h, I should diss you Got the Mac 11 co*ked, it got the kick too Servin’ n***as like Doughbeezy in my house shoes Ya baby mama f** me better when the rent’s due I just a f**ed a rapper b**h, I should diss you She s**ed my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you