appetite - future lyrics
[hook]
i got an appet-te for frame type
my lil’ young n-gga leave you n-ggas stanky
i don’t know what the f-ck you thinkin’
i don’t know what the f-ck you drinkin’
i got an appet-te for frame type
my lil’ young n-gga leave you n-ggas stanky
i don’t know what you n-ggas drinkin’
i don’t know what the f-ck you thinkin’
[verse 1]
john f kennedy n-gga
my style straight up k!lling you n-ggas
red bottom, balenciaga, balmain
like i got a bald head, n-gga michael jordan
come and fly with me i’m on a private jet
come and smoke with me i smoke a pound of ses
rich gang n-gga i can get you out a lot of debt
big faced chicks, like i hit the georgia lottery
like i hit the jackpot too
any b-tches coming by the three
i’m at the royal p-wn with all the ice
build a hundred thousand on some dice
[hook]
i got an appet-te for frame type
my lil’ young n-gga leave you n-ggas stanky
i don’t know what the f-ck you thinkin’
i don’t know what the f-ck you drinkin’
i got an appet-te for frame type
my lil’ young n-gga leave you n-ggas stanky
i don’t know what you n-ggas drinkin’
i don’t know what the f-ck you thinkin’
[verse 2]
i done washed my hands, with a lot of mula
choppers in the night n-gga, freddie krueger
n-ggas scared, a million dollars
run for president and they dead
muhammed ali n-gga c-ssius clay
hit the vault with the dope like anime
beat the dope till the dope won’t whip
four fifths hanging off a n-gga hips
spent eighty thousand bands sak’s fifth
twenty bucks from a hundred on the shoes
spin your top n-gga, put you on the news
spent two-hundred-thirty-thousand on a coupe
[hook]
i got an appet-te for frame type
my lil’ young n-gga leave you n-ggas stanky
i don’t know what the f-ck you thinkin’
i don’t know what the f-ck you drinkin’
i got an appet-te for frame type
my lil’ young n-gga leave you n-ggas stanky
i don’t know what you n-ggas drinkin’
i don’t know what the f-ck you thinkin’
[verse 3]
driving under the influence of benjamins
ski mask over my face i’mma business man
sixteen ounces of raw codeine
swapped out five ms with whoadie
these b-tches that don’t understand what go on behind the scene
i’m rocking my gold audemar and that b-tch will bling
you watching my watches
not even knowing what my sh-t costs
most of these n-ggas faking fugazi and they flossin’
leasing your car, renting your jewelry, saying you bosses
t-tle the cars, t-tle the houses, and my office
on the dime, my brother, my la familia, i’mma off him
rich n-gga sh-t i’m turning down million dollar offers
[hook]
i got an appet-te for frame type
my lil’ young n-gga leave you n-ggas stanky
i don’t know what the f-ck you thinkin’
i don’t know what the f-ck you drinkin’
i got an appet-te for frame type
my lil’ young n-gga leave you n-ggas stanky
i don’t know what you n-ggas drinkin’
i don’t know what the f-ck you thinkin’
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