Future, BIG30 - Whatever Come With It lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
BIG30 [Rodney Lamont Wright Jr.] Memphis, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Future, BIG30 - Whatever Come With It lyrics]
Future Hendrix, 30
Whatever come with it
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd (Big Blrrrd)
When gangster shit pop out
Most of you niggas don't get into that
Can't post on my block, meal rinse
How that where they sendin' at?
(They killin' it)
Catch me by myself, skinny
Jeans, forty racks
A fitted hat
And we gon' come through first
Me and my niggas don't do spinnin' back
(At all)
Ain't no understandin' that not all
Of them kills they overstood
Slidin' down, one deep
Stand over him like a hoverboard
These rappers be lame and they ain't street
Talkin' 'bout they close to hood
WO8, whacked on the ride
You know we overdo it
(It's murder)
Blrrrd, talkin' 'bout a no-show in the city
(Where?)
I'm tryna kill a nigga
So they gotta give me fifty
(On God)
Just got off the phone with
Shiest', he told me
"They tryna get me"
(Real Shiest')
And the feds don't know nothin', he said
"Them folks handin' out digit's"
Damn, them folks really tryna get me
I gotta move strategic
Can't get knocked up off my pimpin'
Know until my heart stop
BIG30 gon' handle business
Put this shit up on my back
Takin' whatever that come with it
That gangster shit pop off
Don't get into that
We not the ones runnin' to the Internet
Whatever come with it, whatever come with it
You ain't sellin' dope or
Slimin' shit out
You ain't my twin
Hate it gotta be like this
That's just how I see it
Came up real treacherous, heart on freeze
Run off with my liberty
Rollin' with my demons
Seen a lot of hurt
Get high and pray to the dead
Richer than Mustafa
But I made it out the jungle
(Yeah)
Go against, it get you lined up
In the gutter in designer
(Yeah)
For my brothers, I'll take a gamble
Put your friends out on camera
(Pluto)
Tote a fully auto
Everywhere I'm drippin' up the park
Had exotic bitches by the dozen
Can't never miss a loss
She don't talk more than two languages
She not the one
(Not)
Real diamonds on me
You can see it hittin' from afar
I was street wrappin' up bales
Now I rap sellin' out the shows
It's hard to relate to niggas
Who never killed nothin' before
(Show)
Takin' this pain with me everywhere
I go around the globe
Sixteen zips on me, got my cup in this load
Whatever came with the blood on the money
(Came with the blood)
Fuck all this fame, niggas see it any morning
(Fuck all this fame)
Have to keep that flame if a
Nigga try to harm me
(Hoo)
Get the location on your opps
Throw them a party
Whatever come with it
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd (Big Blrrrd)
When gangster shit pop out
Most of you niggas don't get into that
Can't post on my block, meal rinse
How that where they sendin' at?
(They killin' it)
Catch me by myself, skinny
Jeans, forty racks
A fitted hat
And we gon' come through first
Me and my niggas don't do spinnin' back
(At all)
Ain't no understandin' that not all
Of them kills they overstood
Slidin' down, one deep
Stand over him like a hoverboard
These rappers be lame and they ain't street
Talkin' 'bout they close to hood
WO8, whacked on the ride
You know we overdo it
(It's murder)
Blrrrd, talkin' 'bout a no-show in the city
(Where?)
I'm tryna kill a nigga
So they gotta give me fifty
(On God)
Just got off the phone with
Shiest', he told me
"They tryna get me"
(Real Shiest')
And the feds don't know nothin', he said
"Them folks handin' out digit's"
Damn, them folks really tryna get me
I gotta move strategic
Can't get knocked up off my pimpin'
Know until my heart stop
BIG30 gon' handle business
Put this shit up on my back
Takin' whatever that come with it
That gangster shit pop off
Don't get into that
We not the ones runnin' to the Internet
Whatever come with it, whatever come with it
You ain't sellin' dope or
Slimin' shit out
You ain't my twin
Hate it gotta be like this
That's just how I see it
Came up real treacherous, heart on freeze
Run off with my liberty
Rollin' with my demons
Seen a lot of hurt
Get high and pray to the dead
Richer than Mustafa
But I made it out the jungle
(Yeah)
Go against, it get you lined up
In the gutter in designer
(Yeah)
For my brothers, I'll take a gamble
Put your friends out on camera
(Pluto)
Tote a fully auto
Everywhere I'm drippin' up the park
Had exotic bitches by the dozen
Can't never miss a loss
She don't talk more than two languages
She not the one
(Not)
Real diamonds on me
You can see it hittin' from afar
I was street wrappin' up bales
Now I rap sellin' out the shows
It's hard to relate to niggas
Who never killed nothin' before
(Show)
Takin' this pain with me everywhere
I go around the globe
Sixteen zips on me, got my cup in this load
Whatever came with the blood on the money
(Came with the blood)
Fuck all this fame, niggas see it any morning
(Fuck all this fame)
Have to keep that flame if a
Nigga try to harm me
(Hoo)
Get the location on your opps
Throw them a party