Future ME Lyrics

Ahh, ahhh aye, ahh, ahhh aye, huh yeah

Got to get the money man I got to get the riches

All of my niggas need to have seven figures

Nowadays need like three bad bitches

Beat hitting hard man, you might need stiches

I remember back when I was down bad I was broke, nigga I was still wearing Hilfiger

Run up on me, might turn into a killer

Looked at my future, young rich nigga

Hop on the beat and you know imma kill it

Noiv'ert the realest, ROcKET the illest

I just be chillin, I walk in the building

Pull out the money, here come the bitches

Rags to riches, unh

I'm getting money, ion know what to do

I'm getting money, ion know what to do

I'm getting money, ion know what to do

I'm getting money, ion know what to do

I'm getting money, ion know what to do

I'm getting money, ion know about you

Counting the racks my thumb turn blue

Fasho, she want to fuck so I told her lets go

I hit it good so she say I'm the goat

Got diamonds on my neck, diamonds my throat shit froze

Wow, boat loads, diamonds froze with gold hey

Hey, stacking the racks so I go to the bank

Getting the cake so I'm sharing the K

Hop in the tank cause I'm feeling like Ye

Im getting ca-ching, this ain't a debate

I can't, after I hit can't go on no date

I got a bad bitch, you smoking the cabbage I'm counting the cabbage

Bad bitch told I'm fly Aladdin, we passed that hoe around like madden yeah

I got to fix my habits yeah

I'm not playing with these niggas man