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fuck you mean (night vision ep. 1) - future lyrics

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[intro]
(pluto)
got these diamonds on my t–th, yeah
i got diamonds on my t–th, yeah
i got diamonds on my t–th, yeah
(if young metro don’t trust you, i’m gon’ shoot you)
it’s so hard getting sleep, yeah
when you always getting geeked, yeah
moon rocks on my feet, yeah
got that draco on the seat, yeah
yeah

[verse 1]
i’m from the bottom, you can get your door knocked
we’on’t like to talk to cops, even in the road block
i put in more work, went and bought a drop top
new millennium, please don’t penny-pinch
i made all the films, i was born a pimp
i’m goin’ off the m, i’ve been in the gym
i’ve been liftin’ money, metro flippin’ money
perky, sippin’ muddy, i’m supposed to flood it
i was over-busted, bust it down and flood it
everything was dirty, we so star studded
i got pinky rings, got my ring finger
got my fur drippin’, got my n-gga sippin’
diamonds all over me, sauce all over me
drip all over me, you can’t roll with me
i got your ho with me, you can’t roll with me
got your ho with me (w-ssup?)

[chorus]
let my b-tch try some codeine, she rock new celine
made my dawg a millionaire, what the f-ck you mean?
she just f-cked a millionaire, what the f-ck you mean?
bussin’ bales down in the bath, what the f-ck you mean?
i went crazy in the trap, what the f-ck you mean?
my lil brother’ll rob you now, what the f-ck you mean?
drinkin’ lean and poppin’ tabs, what the f-ck you mean?
numero uno in a lab, what the f-ck you mean?

[verse 2]
tied bandana round my head, they play with ‘tro they dead
we so icy on these meds, they so broke and scared
run my money up instead, like i’m on a tread
put your dawgy on a shirt, don’t even call the meds
when i’m on a percocet i might try qualitest
usually i be sippin’ purple, i’m on pineapple red
all my family call me pluto, don’t you never forget
don’t be fabricated, like i ain’t play with the pyrex
drop ten thousand on the ground, it’s still in the wrapper
i’m a boss, i got the crown, i’m still in the trap
moonwalkin’ with the hammer, plugged in with the scammers
k!ll first for atlanta, serve first in atlanta
t-shirts in the lambo, 35 and you can have ’em
rob c0ke, you can’t have it, gotta re-rock, little daddy

[chorus]
let my b-tch try some codeine, she rock new celine
made my dawg a millionaire, what the f-ck you mean?
she just f-cked a millionaire, what the f-ck you mean?
bussin’ bales down in the bath, what the f-ck you mean?
i went crazy in the trap, what the f-ck you mean?
my lil brother’ll rob you now, what the f-ck you mean?
drinkin’ lean and poppin’ tabs, what the f-ck you mean?
numero uno in a lab, what the f-ck you mean?

[verse 3]
the ap gold with the fish tank face
off the record got my young n-gga straight
straight promethazine, straight hydrocodone
pinky ring clean, straight up billy jean
shout-out screwed up clique, my og’s can’t forget
cuban links on my b-tch, cuban links on my b-tch
hibernatin’ with your b-tch, ridin’ round with the stick
searching ’round for a l1ck, a half a brick that’s a split
no metro ain’t gon’ switch it, he switchin’ yo b-tch
with another yellow bad b-tch, they ain’t havin’ money like this
they ain’t havin’ cash like this
you got a rollie but it ain’t this
you got an audemar, it ain’t this
buy a foreign car for my b-tch
got the yacht, i’m with the sh-ts
got the trap spot with the bricks
g taught me how to fry fish
white girl givin’ bill clint’
i’m hank aaron up to bat
i’m throwin’ slugs for these racks
this chopper tour iraq
i went up to jupiter flashing
i make it look good when i’m attackin’
my chain and my rosé a present
i’m havin’ my way with some peasants
i told my jeweler “baguette it”

[chorus]
got my b-tch a lil codeine, she rock new celine
made my dawg a millionaire, what the f-ck you mean?
she just f-cked a millionaire, what the f-ck you mean?
bussin’ bales down in the bath, what the f-ck you mean?
i went crazy in the trap, what the f-ck you mean?
my lil brother’ll rob you now, what the f-ck you mean?
drinkin’ lean and poppin’ tabs, what the f-ck you mean?
numero uno in a lab, what the f-ck you mean?

[outro]
tied bandana round my head, they play with ‘tro they dead
we so icy on these meds, they so broke and scared
(if young metro don’t trust you, i’m gon shoot you)

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