Future - Rent Money lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Future - Rent Money lyrics]
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 fucked a rapper bitch
I should diss you
Got the MAC-11 cocked, it got the kick too
Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in
My house shoes ya baby mama fuck me better
When the rent's due
I just fucked a rapper bitch
I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home
I bet she kissed you
Treat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you
John Gotti, Illuminati, nigga, fuck you
I put a middle finger up, because, fuck you
This money got me geekin' up, nigga, fuck you
Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc
I bought some VVS and she
Caught the chain flu
I fucked this R&B bitch, 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 shit, I ran up in yo' set
Fuckin' with them strippers all in G5ive
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 shit
So it's fuck 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 fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal
I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal
Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just fucked a rapper bitch
I should diss you
Got the MAC-11 cocked, it got the kick too
Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in
My house shoes ya baby mama fuck me better
When the rent's due
I just fucked a rapper bitch
I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home
I bet she kissed you
I fucked this R&B bitch, I 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
Nigga fuck you
They got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you
I let my brother fuck your bitch
He got the dog food i damn near get half a
Ticket for a walk through
I fuck dem Super Bowl bitches down in Houston
I got this Westside freakin' like boostin'
I built my empire up like Lucious
Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks
I'm a nuisance i make the blogs with ya
Bitch 'cause I'm ruthless
I make the blogs with ya
Bitch 'cause I'm ruthless
Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine
I just put a rapper bitch on game
I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang
I just slam dunked ya bitch, hall of fame
Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just fucked a rapper bitch
I should diss you
Got the MAC-11 cocked, it got the kick too
Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in
My house shoes ya baby mama fuck me better
When the rent's due
I just fucked a rapper bitch
I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home
I bet she kissed you
I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you
Nigga, with yo loud ass, bruh
Yo, what's going on E the Big Frank Dog
I know you be trippin', bruh
I just got this lil, god damn, hoe with me
Bruh let me get a gram right
Quick smoke that hoe out, right quick
A gram? Man, if you don't get
Yo ass up outta here, nigga
Get that nigga ass up outta here, man
Nigga talkin' about he want a gram
What, you wanna Grammy?
Boy, you trippin' you trippin', bruh
Let me leave with a bag, then
I'm good for it
You a goddamn fool I can't do
Nothin' with no god damn $10
Get yo ass on outta here, man
Try to come up here for no damn gram, nigga
That's candy money nigga a gram!?