• Tag Archives Lil Mexico
  • Future – WIFI LIT Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Zaytoven
    Woah, woah, woah
    Woah, woah, woah, woah

    [Chorus: Future]
    Gone in the sky, over 20,000
    I keep my wifi lit
    I spend over 5,000, that’s just on one fit
    I’m not going back no more when I ain’t have shit
    Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick

    [Verse 1: Future]
    I leave a bitch in the cold, oh
    I don’t act poor no more
    I left her sitting at the Loews, oh
    ‘Cause she wasn’t touching her toes, no
    I’m on some rich nigga shit
    It’s all about rich nigga timing
    Fully loaded whip
    I’m gone curve you kindness
    I’m in Hermes drip, not in the store, you can’t find it
    I got stacks on me and they won’t fit no wallet
    I got Gucci socks on me and money in every pocket
    I got Burberry seats, the color teriyaki
    I’m on another wave
    Cut the head off the Porsche
    Running with a pack of wolves, ain’t no extorting
    VIP with AK’s, very important
    Always riding with a gas torch
    Always riding with a mask
    Young nigga playing with a pinky ring
    Cost over 500 bags
    Already know your homie singing, they ’bout to get him wacked
    Soon as you let up, relax
    That’s when they waiting to attack
    Platinum majority of the plaques
    Striking it off like a match

    [Chorus: Future]
    Gone in the sky, over 20,000
    I keep my wifi lit
    I spend over 5,000, that’s just on one fit
    I’m not going back no more when I ain’t have shit
    Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick

    [Verse 2: Future]
    You came from public housing, you serving hand to hand, oh
    You got that good salmon, and smoking it fresh out the can
    You know how to stir your bowl up, you know how to flip your bands
    I’m bout to go take 200,000, just to go shop in Japan
    I know the opps they thinking foul, we ’bout to take out they mans
    We got to make some bullets shower, show you we ain’t playing
    You gon’ smell this gun powder, it’s gon’ make you dance
    I’ve been counting it up for hours, done cramped my hands

    [Chorus: Future]
    Gone in the sky, over 20,000
    I keep my wifi lit
    I spend over 5,000, that’s just on one fit
    I’m not going back no more when I ain’t have shit
    Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick

    [Outro: Future]
    Wifi lit, woah, woah, whoa
    Wifi lit
    Pass the bitch, woah, woah, woah
    That’s an assist
    Cooking grits, woah, woah, woah
    Half a chicken
    Fuck your clique, woah woah, woah, got them sticks
    Wifi lit, wifi lit
    Wifi lit
    Wifi lit
    Wifi lit
    Wifi lit
    (Auntie, auntie)
    Shoutout to Lil Mexico, Kirkwood
    JB, know I mean
    [?], I got you
    You hear me
    Let’s go!


  • Young Scooter – Plug Lingo

    [Intro]
    Haha, yeah nigga, count up
    Black migo, count up

    [Verse 1]
    I just hit up Avianne, told him I want clear stones (real diamonds)
    I’m ’bout to say fuck this shit, it’s no more talkin’ on cellphones
    Flyin’ packs from Hollywood, coolin’, juggin’ out the load
    When they touch Atlanta, plug prices in Lil Mexico
    Jugg and finessin’, they ask how I do (finesse)
    Get your calculator nigga, I make count music (count up)
    You can count to it (count up), smoke an ounce to it (yeah)
    Or go and make a jugg, nigga this is plug music (plug)
    So I speak plug lingo (yeah), remember I used to four four? (yeah)
    But now it’s twenty for a show so I don’t four four no more (nah)
    But I still got bricks though (bricks)
    Hoes full of bales too (remix)
    Same clientele my whole life, I just ain’t servin’ you (Young Scooter)

    [Chorus]
    The plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
    Multi cocaina nigga, indoor, outdoor
    Truckload nigga, that’s Black Amigo lingo
    Count up, that’s Young Scooter lingo
    We plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
    Like how I sell a bird for twenty and they cost three-oh
    I know Hector and he really got ’em low low
    In FreeBandz meeting we speak Black Amigo lingo

    [Verse 2]
    My producer did this beat, shout out to Metro
    A jugg want a brick right after the show
    That nigga the police, I know though
    I’m street smart nigga, and you know how that go though
    Everybody want to be a plug but can’t handle it
    Soon as he get caught with a brick he start tellin’ shit
    That’s why I finesse every new nigga, try to buy a brick
    But I won’t let you play me nigga, I’m the king of pullin’ tricks
    I’m talkin’ to the labels, speakin’ plug lingo
    These bricks ain’t goin’ nowhere, I need y’all for promo
    The price went down on cocaine, it ain’t high no more
    Remix remix remix, that’s Freebandz lingo

    [Chorus]
    The plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
    Multi cocaina nigga, indoor, outdoor
    Truckload nigga, that’s Black Amigo lingo
    Count up, that’s Young Scooter lingo
    We plug talkin’ nigga, I speak plug lingo
    Like how I sell a bird for twenty and they cost three-oh
    I know Hector and he really got ’em low low
    In FreeBandz meeting we speak Black Amigo lingo


  • Future – Birds Chirppin (Freebandz Mixtape)

    [Intro: Future]
    I got the birds chirpin’, both lines
    Bentley or the Rari, they both mine

    [Bridge: Future]
    What’s the deal with that? No cosign
    Leaving out the dealership, burning both tires
    Jeopardizing these checks behind these gang signs
    Came out of Lil Mexico, now I’m an icon
    Popstar, whatever dog, I’m really him
    I sit back and I plotted and waited, I’m going bonkers
    Fishscale profits, I swear it made me a monster
    Criticized the day when I came, and then I conquered

    [Hook: Future]
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’

    [Verse 2: Quicktrip]
    Got a condo off of peach street
    Got a bad bitch off of leaf street
    She can’t call me, she got to meet me
    Getting real money, call me Big Meech
    Got my gang here from Peewee
    Like my bricks clean, I’m a neat freak
    Like a fuck nigga or the [?]
    All you hear the pot sayin’ squeak squeak
    Made a couple mil off the first pack
    Got the hellcat then I fell back
    I’m a young nigga making boss moves
    One slip nigga, nigga cost you
    Plug talk in codes
    I want 36 for a walkthrough
    I’m a street nigga, no Street Execs
    They gon’ pay for it when they get the [?]
    One thing about me, I’m solid
    Me and my uncle talk in private
    My plane gon’ fly and it’s private
    These bitches know that I got it
    I’m a hood legend, call me Master P
    All the OGs gon’ vouch for me
    All the old heads gotta shout me
    I was 21, gettin’ ‘em for 33

    [Hook: Future]
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’

    [Verse 3: Quicktrip]
    Make the bricks swim, call ‘em Michael Phelps
    Got some bloods with me, crips on the left
    Seen some niggas get right or get left
    I’m a boss man, move by myself
    I know Rio with me, nobody else
    That nigga Future showed me he solid
    He the first nigga to let a young nigga from the hood ride on a private
    These hoes ain’t callin’ back yet
    Ain’t no Wi-Fi, where the hoes at?
    Yeah my uncle watch three B’s
    Done told you I moved the B’s
    You ain’t never had no real plug then you really can’t fuck with me
    All the young niggas in my hood, yeah they still look up to me

    [Hook: Future]
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’
    And I got them birds chirpin’

    [Bridge: Future]
    What’s the deal with that? No cosign
    Leaving out the dealership, burning both tires
    Jeopardizing these checks behind these gang signs
    Came out of Lil Mexico, now I’m an icon
    Popstar, whatever dog, I’m really him
    I sit back and I plotted and waited, I’m going bonkers
    Fishscale profits, I swear it made me a monster
    Criticized the day when I came, and then I conquered

    [Outro: Future]
    Don’t I got them birds chirpin’?
    Don’t I got them birds chirpin’?
    You can hear them birds chirpin’, both lines
    Bentley and the Rari and they both mine


  • Diamonds – Young Scooter ft. A boogie wit da hoodie lyrics

    Lyrics Young Scooter – Diamonds

    Yeah, haha
    All these motherf*cking diamonds turnt
    All this Eliantte jewelry, count up.

    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings.

    Four diamond chains, four watches too
    Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
    Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
    I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
    All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
    Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
    I ain’t never seen the drop
    (?) ain’t shining when the lights out
    I got bricks in the couch
    Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
    I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
    I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
    I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
    I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
    100 rats busting down the wrapper
    I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
    Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter.

    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings.

    I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
    He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
    I got these b*tches tryna auction on me
    Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
    They calling reporters on me
    I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
    Be cautious homie
    I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
    I’m still in the street but I move like a star
    I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
    Smoking on gorilla glue out the jar
    Bubba always got that tool in the car
    I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
    I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
    In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
    They don’t believe that it’s me so I peel the top
    We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
    Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
    And me and Boogie had a million in ice
    This money, I made it myself
    I will not hate on myself
    That’s why I stay to myself
    I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
    Cause I keep the K on the shelf.

    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings.

    I called my homie Gunny
    I told Joe to hold the Rollie for me
    41 bezel, I’m only 20
    Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
    I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
    My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
    My diamonds come right out Eliantte
    That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
    If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
    If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
    Is she cheat on me, I’ma f*ck her mother
    But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
    I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
    When she off the E, the head is better
    She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
    I don’t give a f*ck, b*tch I’m a G I let her
    I went to Puerto Rico
    Eliantte bought a kilo
    I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
    Like look at my nigga Nemo
    I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
    f*ck up a nigga ego
    Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
    I am a threat people, we was never equal.

    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Patek Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond ringsss.
    Young Scooter lyrics
    Video Scooter


  • Young Scooter – Diamonds (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Don Q)

    [Intro: Young Scooter]
    Yeah, haha
    All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
    All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 1: Young Scooter]
    Four diamond chains, four watches too
    Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
    Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
    I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
    All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
    Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
    I ain’t never seen the drop
    (?) ain’t shining when the lights out
    I got bricks in the couch
    Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
    I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
    I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
    I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
    I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
    100 rats busting down the wrapper
    I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
    Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 2: Don Q]
    I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
    He said, "cool, you got 40 for me?"
    I got these bitches tryna auction on me
    Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
    They calling reporters on me
    I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
    Be cautious homie
    I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
    I’m still in the street but I move like a star
    I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
    Smoking on gorilla blue out the jar
    Bubba always got that tool in the car
    I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
    I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
    In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
    They don’t believe that is me so I peel the top
    We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
    Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
    And me and Boogie had a million in ice
    This money, I made it myself
    I will not hate on myself
    That’s why I stay to myself
    I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
    Cause I keep the K on the shelf

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    I called my homie Gunny
    I told y’all to hold the Rollie for me
    41 bezel, I’m only 20
    Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
    I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
    My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
    My diamonds come right out Eliantte
    That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
    If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
    If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
    Is she cheat on me, I’ma fuck ’em up
    But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
    I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
    When she off the E, the head is better
    She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
    I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a GR letter
    I went to Puerto Rico
    Eliantte bought a kilo
    I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
    I look at my nigga Nemo
    I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
    Fuck up a nigga ego
    Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
    I am (?) people, we was never equal

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings


  • Young Scooter – Diamonds Lyrics

    [Intro: Young Scooter]
    Yeah, haha
    All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
    All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 1: Young Scooter]
    Four diamond chains, four watches too
    Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
    Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
    I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
    I’m iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
    Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
    I ain’t never seen the drop
    (?) ain’t shining when the lights out
    I got bricks in the couch
    Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
    I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
    I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
    I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
    I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
    100 rats busting down the wrapper
    I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
    Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 2: Don Q]
    I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
    He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
    I got these bitches tryna auction on me
    Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
    They calling reporters on me
    I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
    Be cautious homie
    I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
    I’m still in the street but I move like a star
    I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
    Smoking on gorilla blue out the jar
    Bubba always got that tool in the car
    I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
    I had to show that (?), I had to jewelry shop
    In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
    They don’t believe that is me so I peel the top
    We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
    Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
    And me and Boogie had a million in ice
    This money, I made it myself
    I will not hate on myself
    That’s why I stay to myself
    I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
    Cause I keep the K on the shelf

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    I called my homie Gunny
    I told y’all to hold the Rollie for me
    41 bezel, I’m only 20
    Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
    I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
    My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
    My diamonds come right out Eliantte
    That petite Philipe, that’s 100 on me
    If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
    If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
    Is it (?) or me, I’ma fuck ’em up
    But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
    I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
    When she off the E, the head is better
    She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
    I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a GR letter
    I went to Puerto Rico
    Eliantte bought a kilo
    I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
    I look at my nigga Nemo
    I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
    Fuck up a nigga ego
    Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
    I am (?) people, we was never equal

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings


  • Future And The Weekend – Low Life lyrics

    [Refrain]
    Everybody getting high
    Getting high, getting high, getting high

    [Intro: Future]
    I just took some molly, what else? (Hey)
    Got some bitch from Follies with us (‘scuse me, ‘scuse me)
    She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
    I’mma fuck her broads, what else?
    Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
    Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
    ‘Bout to fuck this club up, what else?
    (Get, get, get)

    [Verse 1: The weekend]
    I turn the Ritz into a pole house
    It’s like eviction number four now
    Go ‘head and ash it on the floor now
    Girl go ahead and show me how you go down
    And I feel my whole body peaking
    And I’m fucking anybody with they legs wide
    Getting faded with some bitches from the West Side
    East coast, nigga rapping North Side
    Never waste a hoe’s time (Freebands)
    Bitch, I’m on my own time
    Fuck a nigga co-sign
    Always change my number and my phone line
    Baby girl, I don’t lie
    Used to have no money for a crib
    Now my room service bill cost your whole life
    If they try to stunt me, I go all out military
    I’m camo’ed all out, like I’m in the military
    I free up all my niggas, locked up in the penitentiary

    [Hook: The weekend & Future]
    Cause I’m always repping for that low life
    Repping for that low life turn up
    Low life, low life, low life
    Know I’m repping for that low, low life
    Representing, I’m representing, representing
    Said I’m repping for that low life
    Low life, low life, low life, low life
    I’m representing for that low life
    Said I’m repping for that low life
    I’m repping, that’s repping, I’m repping
    Low life, low life, low life
    Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep
    Woo, woo, woo, woo
    Yeah

    [Verse 2: Future]
    Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it’s water
    I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter
    If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
    If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
    Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got ‘Raris
    Taking pain pills on the plane, getting chartered
    Popping tags on tags, I was starvingBitch, I got the juice and the carbon
    Turn a five star hotel to a traphouse
    Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out
    Flood my cross with ice, getting money my religion
    Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissing
    I turn the Ritz into a lean house
    This the sixth time getting kicked out
    I can’t feel my face, I’m on Adderall, nauseous
    Niggas tryna ride my fuckin’ wave, now they salty
    Running with the wave, get you killed quick
    Shoot you in your back like you Ricky
    Lil Mexico, from no life to afterlife
    My whole life, my whole life

    [Hook: The weekend & Future]
    Cause I’m always repping for that low life
    Repping for that low life
    Low life, low life, low life
    Know I’m repping for that low, low life
    Representing, I’m representing, representing
    Said I’m repping for that low life
    Low life, low life, low life, low life
    I’m representing that low life
    Said I’m repping for that low life
    Low life, I’m repping for that lowlife
    Low life, low life, low life
    Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo
    Yeah
    [Bridge: Future]
    Yeah, they stereotyping
    Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles
    And they know a nigga keep ten snipers
    Keep a baby bottle like we wearing diapers
    Yeah, they stereotyping
    Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles
    And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers
    And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys
    Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper
    Wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey
    That’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
    I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
    That’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
    I think I like her, like her, like her, like her
    Oh, that’s your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?
    I think I like her, like her, like her, like her

    [Refrain]
    Getting high, getting high, getting high
    Everybody getting high
    Getting high, getting high, getting high
    Everybody getting high
    Getting high, getting high, getting high
    Everybody getting high
    Getting high, getting high, getting high
    And I’m the reason why
    Getting high, getting high, getting high
    Everybody getting high
    Getting high, getting high, getting high
    Everybody getting high
    Getting high, getting high, getting high
    Everybody getting high
    Getting high, getting high, getting high
    And I’m the reason why

    [Outro: Future]
    I just took some molly, what else?
    Got some bitch from Follies with us
    She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
    Ima fuck her broads, what else?
    Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
    Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
    ‘Bout to fuck this club, what else?
    ‘Bout to fuck this club, what else?


  • Zaytoven – Havin It (feat. Future) (Where Would The Game Be Without Me Mixtape) letras

    [Intro: Maceo + (Future)]
    Yeah, hey
    (We really havin’ paper)
    Lil Mexico shit nigga
    (I’m talkin’ bout we havin’ real bands in this shit, you dig?)

    [Hook: Future]
    Yeah-yeah, we havin’ it, we havin’ it, we havin’ it
    We havin’ it yeah, we havin’ it yeah
    I got a check and I’m havin’ it
    I got a check and I’m havin’ it
    I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
    I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
    You drank and havin’ no check
    You basically havin’ no check
    And now we gon’ aim at your flesh
    And niggas gon’ aim at your chest
    We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
    Lil Mexico playin’ with bails, Lil Mexico playin’ with bricks
    [Verse 1: Future]
    Fuck all that social media, I leave it up to the kids
    We go to lunch at Cheetah then we go back to the six
    I know the tricks of the trade, I wanna hit me a lick
    Lionel Richie to a bad bitch
    50,000 on a bad bitch
    Keep a .5 in a mattress
    Fuck that bitch, she a savage
    Gold digger, she a savage
    I’ma pass her to the savage
    Tom Fords on everyday
    Upper Echelon everyday
    Get the funds on everyday
    I cash out, no layaway
    Real one, no fame daddy
    We gon’ get into all the fame daddy
    Patek Phillipe in the plane daddy
    Got the gang-gang in the plane daddy
    Styrofoams and some red bottoms
    50,000, the feds got it
    Real diamonds, yeah, real diamonds
    Pop a seal, hope you feel better

    [Bridge: Future]
    She never seeks, I sign on
    Fully loaded, that Scion
    I grinded up, you just payin’ off
    I’m blood money like the Phantom
    I swear that this voucher could dance on you
    Murder squad, I stand on you
    No facade, I stand on you
    I swear to God I stand on you

    [Hook: Future]
    Yeah-yeah, we havin’ it, we havin’ it, we havin’ it
    We havin’ it yeah, we havin’ it yeah
    I got a check and I’m havin’ it
    I got a check and I’m havin’ it
    I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
    I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
    You drank and havin’ no check
    You basically havin’ no check
    And now we gon’ aim at your flesh
    And niggas gon’ aim at your chest
    We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
    Lil Mexico playin’ with bails, Lil Mexico playin’ with bricks

    [Verse 2: Maceo]
    You can tell I’m havin’ bitch, I ain’t gotta manage it
    All of my diamonds be here, you can tell by the clarity
    We rockin’ red diamonds, you rockin’ the rhinestones
    Act’ in my styrofoam, I’m gettin’ my grind on
    These niggas just hate that I’m gettin’ it
    Well fuck it, I sold out the citadel
    Some of these gas bags and the trash bags
    Got you wonderin’ where the stash at
    We robbin’ (?) no handgun
    I’ma put on for my day one
    Real come get, no Akon
    Pink grass look like Barry Bonds
    You think I ain’t back with a check?
    You think I ain’t got no finesse?
    You think my niggas ain’t killers?
    You think that my niggas won’t aim at your head?
    Drop a check on you, you a plate now
    Right price, you get ate now
    Whole city know I’m havin’ it
    Bands in and I’m taxin’ it

    [Hook: Future]
    Yeah-yeah, we havin’ it, we havin’ it, we havin’ it
    We havin’ it yeah, we havin’ it yeah
    I got a check and I’m havin’ it
    I got a check and I’m havin’ it
    I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
    I got the gas and I’m havin’ it
    You drank and havin’ no check
    You basically havin’ no check
    And now we gon’ aim at your flesh
    And niggas gon’ aim at your chest
    We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
    Lil Mexico playin’ with bails, Lil Mexico playin’ with bricks

    [Bridge: Future]
    She never seeks, I sign on
    Fully loaded, that Scion
    I grinded up, you just payin’ off
    I’m blood money like the Phantom
    I swear that this voucher could dance on you
    Murder squad, I stand on you
    No facade, I stand on you
    I swear to God I stand on you