Future - Extra lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Future - Extra lyrics]
(FBG FXX with me
It's more number ones to tend to)
Talk to a baddie, call me in traffic
Come up to Magic you tryna see me
Rich ass nigga
Lost a couple mil' last year, got figures
Made a couple bags, my bag got bigger
I'ma make it hard for them
To trace my pictures, goddamn
Made a hundred mil', my nigga
Need a big booty bitch to
Fall in love with me
I can make it hard for you
To fall in love with me
My bitch asked me why I
Always stay extra-d out
All my whips got extras now
Why so many hoes on the low? You know
Why my niggas extras? (Extra, extra, extra)
Why my bitch so extra? I'm always on extra
Pour me another one, I cannot slow
Until I can't feel no more pain
Pour me another one, I cannot slow
Until I can't feel no more pain
Jump out this bitch, got the water again
These bitches calling me Aquaman
I got her phone number callin' again
(Callin' again, callin' again)
Benjis on Benjis on Benjis again
Thats all I been on since you got with him
Ain't been the same since
I wanna save my pain
You know it's all before, man
These hoes all in love
Had to hit all the clubs
Swapped out the ones before
Big booty from my city
Never seen nothin' like
Nothin' like hit it, quit it
My bitch asked me why I
Always stay extra-d out
All my whips got extras now
Why so many hoes on the low? You know
Why my niggas extras? (Extra, extra, extra)
Why my bitch so extra? I'm always on extra
Pour me another one, I cannot slow
Until I can't feel no more pain
(Rich nigga, rich nigga extra, extra
Rich nigga, rich nigga) i'm so (Extra)
It's more number ones to tend to)
Talk to a baddie, call me in traffic
Come up to Magic you tryna see me
Rich ass nigga
Lost a couple mil' last year, got figures
Made a couple bags, my bag got bigger
I'ma make it hard for them
To trace my pictures, goddamn
Made a hundred mil', my nigga
Need a big booty bitch to
Fall in love with me
I can make it hard for you
To fall in love with me
My bitch asked me why I
Always stay extra-d out
All my whips got extras now
Why so many hoes on the low? You know
Why my niggas extras? (Extra, extra, extra)
Why my bitch so extra? I'm always on extra
Pour me another one, I cannot slow
Until I can't feel no more pain
Pour me another one, I cannot slow
Until I can't feel no more pain
Jump out this bitch, got the water again
These bitches calling me Aquaman
I got her phone number callin' again
(Callin' again, callin' again)
Benjis on Benjis on Benjis again
Thats all I been on since you got with him
Ain't been the same since
I wanna save my pain
You know it's all before, man
These hoes all in love
Had to hit all the clubs
Swapped out the ones before
Big booty from my city
Never seen nothin' like
Nothin' like hit it, quit it
My bitch asked me why I
Always stay extra-d out
All my whips got extras now
Why so many hoes on the low? You know
Why my niggas extras? (Extra, extra, extra)
Why my bitch so extra? I'm always on extra
Pour me another one, I cannot slow
Until I can't feel no more pain
(Rich nigga, rich nigga extra, extra
Rich nigga, rich nigga) i'm so (Extra)