a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

aye say gang - future lyrics

[intro]
, yeah, pluto, yeah (yeah)
pluto, yeah (ayy, say gang)

[chorus]
(ayy, say gang)
i just bought a bad b*tch, i’m such a cash man (ayy, say gang)

(ayy, say gang)
shorty want it down in her lungs, chew a n*gga up like gum (what up?)
skeeted until i got numb, i was so high, i couldn’t feel when i cum (ayy, say gang)
(yeah)
seven dollar pull up in the slum, gotta motivate a young n*gga doin’ numbers

[verse 1]
youngin put a switch on a gun, head off, sound like a bomb (brrt)
slime a b*tch out, of course, promise i ain’t never gon’ turn on my brother
everything goes, ain’t gotta snipe no hoes
went through the lows, now i’m ’bout to go and cop ’em both
cooking out the pyrex, young n*gga sippin’ on hi*tech
fly like a pilot, custom made louis, all ostrich

riding with a smacker, turn your little kid to a b*st*rd (what it do?)
whole lot of cash, yeah, it barely can fit in the bag (yeah)
count up these bands, yeah, count up so fast they crash (ayy)
i got these suicide bombers, they ready to smash (suicide)
wipe a n*gga nostril, wasn’t nothing but an imposter (yeah)
top don dada, so i got a bad b*tch roster (yeah, yeah)
soon as i pulled up, everybody ’round me poured up
the drink got no cut, f*ck around, a n*gga might doze off
spot with no furniture, walk through the b*tch got bowls out (yeah)
look like a stash spot, this that one, we roll out
the one you don’t know about, she so bad she don’t need no clout
[chorus]
fifteen karat wedding ring, ain’t even married yet (hold on)
i just bought a bad b*tch, i’m such a cash man (ayy, say gang)
countin’ up so much dog sh*t it look like cow sh*t
just popped another x pill, i need to be cautious (ayy, say gang)
shorty want it down in her lungs, chew a n*gga up like gum (what up?)
skeeted until i got numb, i was so high, couldn’t feel when i cum (ayy, say gang)
trap full of bricks and bread, ayy (ski), came from the block servin’ crumbs (yeah)
seven dollar pull up in the slum, that’ll motivate ’em, young n*gga doin’ numbers (ayy, say gang)

[verse 2]
walk outside the bank, look like a robbery now (ayy, say)

million dollar whips and then some public housing (ayy, say)
i can change the flow up, i got different styles (ayy, say gang)
took the g to seven, i’m too high in the clouds (ayy, say)
forty*seven strippers tryna blow me down (ayy, say)
took the g to seven, i’m too high in the clouds (ayy, say)
five thousand a pint, i’m bout to drank five thou’ (ayy, say gang)

[outro]
you don’t feel what i feel for me

- future lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular