Future - On Purpose lyrics

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn

[Future - On Purpose lyrics]

We went against all the odds
And we got lumber
We treat this shit like a mob you goin' under
(yo) i pull it out the garage
And I'm goin' bonkers (Skrr-skrr)
I show them time after time
Ain't nothing I can't conquer
(ain't nothing I can't conquer)
Count this money so much how much
I make his gang green (gang green)
Patek and Audemaurs water that just
For the bad ting's (bad ting's)
Chanel, Balenciaga got me tacky (tacky)
Call the lil 'foreign for bae
She causing a stampede (stampede)
Money on ya head
Yo yo set up yo mans (Set up yo mans)
Yeah, yeah count up some bands
(count up somе bands)
Yo yo count up Chanel (count up Chanel)
Coco taste likе Fetis (taste like Fetis)
Oh', oh', oh' congratulations
(congratulations) po', mo', mo'
Ran up my money on purpose
I went had a rack attack (a rack attack)

Feelin' like a ammo-pressa my bitch
Go back to back (back to back)
Shawty like when I put it right in her face
Oh my gosh (Oh my gosh)
I might have to cop lil bae a wraith
Oh my gosh (Oh my gosh)
Bought my bitch a money machine to count it
Oh my gosh (Oh my gosh)
50 round drum on a TEC, oh my gosh (on a TEC)
Quarter million a month, on a jet, oh my gosh
(on a jet)
Pour' Hi Tech, like Moët, oh my gosh
(oh my gosh)
Yellow beehive on my neck, oh my gosh (woo)
She playin' both sides, bout' to wreck
Oh my gosh (oh my) accepting nothin' less
My bitch gon' treat me like a God
Richard Mille baguettes
I had to go against the odds (Brr)
Big spill on me
Girl you better bring your mob

We went against all the odds
And we got lumber (we got lumber)
We treat this shit like a mob you goin' under
(you goin' under) i pull it out the garage
And I'm goin' bonkers (I'm goin' bonkers)
I saw them time outta time
And now they can't conquer
(and now they can't con-conquer)
Count this money so much I make gang green
(I make gang green)
Patek and Audemaurs water that just
For the bad ting's (that for the bad ting's)
Chanel Balenciaga got me tacky
(they got me tacky)
Call the lil' foreign for bae
She causin' a stampede
(she cause a stampede)
Money in the head (Money in the head)
Yo yo set up yo mans (Set up yo mans)
Yeah, yeah count up some bands
(count up some bands)
Yo yo count up Chanel (count up Chanel)
Coco taste like Fetis (taste like Fetis)
Oh', oh', oh' congratulations (yeah)
Po', mo', mo' ran up my money on purpose
I went had a rack attack (brr, brr brr)

Cop new foreign on purpose
Cop new jewelry on purpose (brr brr)
Ice my shorty on purpose (woo)
Dirty my Sprite on purpose (brr brr)
Know damn well ain't perfect (know damn well)
Pass that off I'm perfect (damn well)
Goyard bag on purpose (my bags)
Have my strap ain't nervous
(my strap ain't nervous)
Come through trap I'm swerving'
(through trap I'm swerving')
Brand new slap, they thirsty (new slaps)
Money bring hoes I'm certain
(money bring hoes)
Hermes stores and Berkie (Let's go)
Lambo truck for the low-key (low truck)
Drip is severe, it make your nose bleed
(is severe)

We went against all the odds
And we got lumber (Freebandz)
We treat this shit like a mob you goin' under
(yeah, yeah) i pull it out the garage
And I'm goin' bonkers (skrr)
I saw them time outta time
And now they can't conquer
Count this money so much I make gang green
Cop new foreign on purpose
Cop new jewelry on purpose
Ice my shorty on purpose
Dirty my Sprite on purpose
Know damn well ain't perfect
Pass that off I'm perfect
Goyard bag on purpose

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