Futuristic - Live It Up lyrics

They say they want a hero bitch you got some
Meek and the homie, Rotson
And the beat got me feeling like
I’m chilling on the beach
Put a lemon squeeze in my dark rum
Time for me to come and raise the bar up
Hair seem fake like a bull band playin
CNT gonna chain in it's reign
Like a fat bitch
Titty in the pool with a nudist can
I got goosebumps, damn
VS diamonds changing the climate
Fuck a bitch then I came on her back
Then I faded to black like a Jay Z retirement
But, you know damn well that
I’m gonna come back
Next year cuz I just ain’t done
If a bitch got 99 problems I can promise
Sucking dick ain’t one in a 68’ Mustang GT
Angry she keeps scopin’ me out
You be takin’ hoes to the Golden Corral


I be at the buffet?
Original, known in the south
Gold in my mouth
Glowin, it’s gonna show when I smile
But? fuck with anybody in my corner
Wanna throw in the towel
They noticin’ now cuz

Ain’t nobody cool like us
We ain’t really hard to spot
Stars stick out in a crowd full of clouds
You think you got that drop, you twat
I smile I make a bitch blush
Got a hustle that’s hard to knock
Got the muscle, my dogs, my squad
Don’t cross that line, that’s all we got
We bout to live it up, live it up
Wanna be like us, you better give it up
Give it up, give it up
Brag about your money, gonna get it took
Live it up, live it up
Livin’ like I’m never gonna get enough
Live it up, live it up
Livin’ like I don’t give a fuck
It’s Rittz, bitch

Hook me up with some wax
When I hit that dab spot, dab spot
Playin’ wheel of fortune
Finally got to spin the wheel
And hit the jackpot
That’s not, all chill seafood
Gotta get it crackin with the crab claws
I don’t got to act posh, but I drink Crown
You can save the Michelob and Miller
When you’re chillin’ with the frat boys
Y’all be gossiping on IG like
You aim for the tabloids
People wanna set you up
Instead you walk up right up
To the trap doors
I feel bad for anyone that ever
Tried to tuck on me
And thought I’d let it pass
Or thought I forgot
I’mma knock a bitch out with your glass jaw
I rap my ass off, but I hate fast talk
What you want to act raw, bitch what now
Fuck a tall fat broad in a small bathtub
While I get my dick sucked, bitch hunch down
No wonder why my dick ain’t hard
With my nose I can tell
You smell shrimp kung pao
Want some dim sum, looking at my income now
CNT? the emblems crown
Ain’t nobody cool like us
We ain’t really hard to spot
Stars stick out in a crowd full of clouds
You think you got that drop, you twat
I smile I make a bitch blush
Got a hustle that’s hard to knock
Got the muscle, my dogs, my squad
Don’t cross that line, that’s all we got
We bout to live it up, live it up
Wanna be like us, you better give it up
Give it up, give it up
Brag about your money, gonna get it took
Live it up, live it up
Livin’ like I’m never gonna get enough
Live it up, live it up
Livin’ like I don’t give a fuck
It’s Rittz, bitch

Ain’t nobody cool like us
We ain’t really hard to spot
Stars stick out in a crowd full of clouds
You think you got that drop, you twat
I smile I make a bitch blush
Got a hustle that’s hard to knock
Got the muscle, my dogs, my squad
Don’t cross that line, that’s all we got
We bout to live it up, live it up
Wanna be like us, you better give it up
Give it up, give it up
Brag about your money, gonna get it took
Live it up, live it up
Livin’ like I’m never gonna get enough
Live it up, live it up
Livin’ like I don’t give a fuck
It’s Rittz, bitch