Futuristic - That's That* lyrics
Futuristic [Zachary Lewis Beck] Tempe, Arizona/Danville, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Futuristic - That's That* lyrics]
Uh, I've been sippin' lately (That's that)
I hit the J it got me faded I should (Pass that)
Usually, I come home at 3 A.M. and now it's (Past that)
Met a little baddie with a fattie I'ma (Smash that)
A girl at home and you know she call me (Da' da')
Or maybe poppy she on top me I'ma (Smack that)
I did her wrong but I know she lookin' (Past that)
'Cause what I give her can't nobody ever (Match that)
Okay, that's that shit I know I gotta get up off of that, uh
Never play with Yo-yo's I don't like no strings attached, uh
Made the beat from scratch while I had scratches on my back
Then I was mashing on the gas, I'm moving fast like all my tracks, uh
You don't understand I'm (That fast)
I gotta get up in your throwing I'ma (Gash that)
Guess you're hobbie doing, I need you to come and (Crash that)
Wherever I be but you should prolly never (Ask that, ask that)
Ooh, oh, I'm with that
The way you do me so good I can't forget that
Ooh, oh, I miss that
That's that shit, that's that shit
When we fighting it's like bombs is over (Baghdad)
I didn't know that I could ever make you (That's that)
Wrote a million texts before I sent them, know I (Trash that)
Miss you when I'm with them other women at the ([?])
Supposed to be the place that you was living but you (Scrapped that)
Moved out to the city, hit the land and you had (Jet lag)
Count up all the monster you decided you should (Get that)
I'm on to be (With that), all my feelings (In tact)
I made mistakes, you made 'em too
Put you through pain I sang the truth
I clear my things and wait for you
I know just what you came to do
Lemme stop what I'm doing got to be you me
Lemme rock with you, PYT, you my Billie Jean
Got a lock on me you be stoppin me never leave me
Mean a lot to me, honestly you know that's what I need
Ooh, oh, I'm with that
The way you do me so good I can't forget that
Ooh, oh, I miss that
That's that shit, that's that shit
Ooh, oh, I'm with that
The way you do me so good I can't forget that
Ooh, oh, I miss that
That's that shit, that's that shit
I hit the J it got me faded I should (Pass that)
Usually, I come home at 3 A.M. and now it's (Past that)
Met a little baddie with a fattie I'ma (Smash that)
A girl at home and you know she call me (Da' da')
Or maybe poppy she on top me I'ma (Smack that)
I did her wrong but I know she lookin' (Past that)
'Cause what I give her can't nobody ever (Match that)
Okay, that's that shit I know I gotta get up off of that, uh
Never play with Yo-yo's I don't like no strings attached, uh
Made the beat from scratch while I had scratches on my back
Then I was mashing on the gas, I'm moving fast like all my tracks, uh
You don't understand I'm (That fast)
I gotta get up in your throwing I'ma (Gash that)
Guess you're hobbie doing, I need you to come and (Crash that)
Wherever I be but you should prolly never (Ask that, ask that)
Ooh, oh, I'm with that
The way you do me so good I can't forget that
Ooh, oh, I miss that
That's that shit, that's that shit
When we fighting it's like bombs is over (Baghdad)
I didn't know that I could ever make you (That's that)
Wrote a million texts before I sent them, know I (Trash that)
Miss you when I'm with them other women at the ([?])
Supposed to be the place that you was living but you (Scrapped that)
Moved out to the city, hit the land and you had (Jet lag)
Count up all the monster you decided you should (Get that)
I'm on to be (With that), all my feelings (In tact)
I made mistakes, you made 'em too
Put you through pain I sang the truth
I clear my things and wait for you
I know just what you came to do
Lemme stop what I'm doing got to be you me
Lemme rock with you, PYT, you my Billie Jean
Got a lock on me you be stoppin me never leave me
Mean a lot to me, honestly you know that's what I need
Ooh, oh, I'm with that
The way you do me so good I can't forget that
Ooh, oh, I miss that
That's that shit, that's that shit
Ooh, oh, I'm with that
The way you do me so good I can't forget that
Ooh, oh, I miss that
That's that shit, that's that shit