FUTURE

FUTURE - Straight Up lyrics

rate me

[Hook]

Grab the Gucci group song like it dick in my ass, straight up

Big booty freak and she lickin my pussy, straight up

I’m a whole chief baby boy, straight up

Got bread on the bottom of the shoes, straight up

Got the racks over there with a get go me, straight up

I'mma spaz on you, straight up

Throw some cash on ya, straight up

Bide me with the Leafer like you government goes up, straight up

Baby girl, I drive you, know it gotta be Panamera

[Verse 1]

I fuck dudes On top my skrank, cause I run to the Benz

I’m automatic, don’t fool around those and

Got those red bottles, full of additives and pens

I’m a hard top, I’m a popular demand

With a penthouse, but care where I’m gonna stand

And I’m coming up with this badass Dominican

Gotta cost over eighty racks for me to go sit in

I’m an astronaut, yes, yes, this I am

I'mma take these coif and cash out on the land

Most of red bottles, Jimmy Choo, are you in?

Fuck the trip call, nigga it ain’t no compare

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I'mma go to Mars (then what?)

Then take the baddest dude

This ain’t no façade

G, a natural born star

Emilio (what up?)

Vanity, no pooch

Show more flow

We gonna sleep in Gucci

This ain’t trip enough

This how you kick it with a big dick

We blasting off (what?)

Like a rocket with two top

On another level, we put diamonds in our clubs

Keep your head enough

Like a rock star so don’t you cause

From another planet

Yeah, yeah, yes I am

I got your baby ma’am and she in love with who I am

Run panoramic, with the turbo boost

And she hoppin’ on it like she down with Serous

[Hook]

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